Happy Thanksgiving 2015 from Nickers and Ink

Happy Thanksgiving.

Marking this occasion of gratitude and remembrance, here are 10 favorite poems for Thanksgiving.

However you spend this happy holiday, may it be peaceful and pleasant.

Truly thankful.

Autumn is a little crafty.

The fall season makes many of us want to explore our creative bents and try our hands at artistic endeavors. Autumn crafts are fun to do, especially when they include seasonal samplings taken directly from nature’s wonders.

And sometimes, a weather shift and a glowing fall sky inspires a little seasonal rhyming. So there it is.

Crafty Autumn

Autumn’s coming. Leaves will fall.

Time to make a corn husk doll.

Let’s arrange some dried wildflowers,

Spending happy crafting hours.

Kids paint cones and gather gourds;

Dab collages on driftwood boards.

Autumn art is fun to make,

So catch the kids, and take a break.

c2007 by Linda Ann Nickerson

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Crafty Kids

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Beware the cold snap

As fall flies in with whirling leaf

A heavy heart may hoist its grief.

The season’s shiver shakes the bones

With marrow numbing undertones.

The weakest ones may swing to smite,

Recoiling as the most uptight.

So thoughtlessly, they ills entice.

It grows too late to break the ice.

Still woozy, stand we there to hold

Remaining ground, now frozen, cold.

But seasons pass, and so we stroll

To exercise our self-control.

A frost has come upon the air.

We wonder if we even care.

When fancies may run hot and cold,

Offenses may be best untold.

c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem incorporates these blog prompts:

• Meme Express: fall, leaf, seasons
• Simply Snickers: heart, heavy, hoist, hold
• The One-Minute Writer: numb
• Three Word Wednesday: thoughtless, uptight, woozy

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Annoyance

 vintage - public domain

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Back on the draggin’ trail

Aboard now, we’re back on the fly.

Bid summer vacation goodbye.

As children board buses with books,

And roommates exchange leery looks,

The whip snaps, but something’s awry.

Our favorite month in the morn

Still leaves us bereft and forlorn.

The horses are hitched. We’re resolved

To goals that have not yet evolved.

We’re back on the wagon, but torn.

Thus, loaded, we urge on the pair,

As menacing deadlines ensnare.

And rampant run worries, alas!

The ropes, they unravel too fast.

We’re never with nary a care.

But fall holds its promise again.

Thus, autumn brings boldness to men.

While leaves sport the colors of earth,

We labor for all that we’re worth

And echo the lusty amen.

c2015 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem incorporates these blog prompts:

Curious as a Cat – favorite month

Meme Express – books

Three Word Wednesday – menacing, rampant, unravel

One-MinuteWriter - roommate

Sepia Saturday – wagon photo

Theme Thursday - pair

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Walsh’s Royal Mail and Day Car

1885

Flicker Commons

Public Domain

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