I am an new writer who enjoys expressing my thoughts through poetry, travel and well being tips

This is an unusually mild November night

Sun now sets early on my trailway, there is no light

So, I refrain to walk a step further down there

But I pause for a moment to stop and stare

It’s a wonder to feel so warm and content

An escape from this month’s usual drizzle and wet

I wander around local neighborhood streets

Cozy with a sweater, no wind, snow or sleet

I felt compelled on my walk of a classic song to play

Of a doomed ship that sank decades ago on this day

This melancholy ballad by a Canadian musician we treasure

Moves me so as I walk slowly in calm weather

A dark stormy lake is nowhere to be seen

But I can feel and see just a glimpse of that scene

From the masterful way Lightfoot told the tale

Of that sinister and slashing November gale

Lyrics bring to life a poignant way to remember these sailors

The memory of 29 men, through song will live on forever

Walks can be thoughtful and deep with insight

Especially on this memorable, mild November night

© 2020 Nella DiCarlo

Comments

Nella DiCarlo (author) from Guelph, Ontario on December 10, 2020:

Thank you Brenda

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on November 18, 2020:

I can picture your stroll with memories of tge nightinggale...this is good.

Nella DiCarlo (author) from Guelph, Ontario on November 18, 2020:

Thank you for the feedback, kind of felt that way during the walk.

Nella DiCarlo (author) from Guelph, Ontario on November 18, 2020:

Thank you Peggy

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on November 17, 2020:

Walking and thinking of long-ago events set the stage for your poetry.

FlourishAnyway from USA on November 17, 2020:

Overtones are haunting in its memory of the long ago event. One wonders where reality ends and begins.

Nella DiCarlo (author) from Guelph, Ontario on November 14, 2020:

Thank you Liz, appreciate your feedback.

Liz Westwood from UK on November 12, 2020:

This is an atmospheric and fascinating poem, recalling a sad past event.