November 2025 Collection

From brightly coloured winter flowers to hazy sunsets, carpets of golden leaves to waterfall kisses. Autumn meets winter in my November poetry collection. I hope you will enjoy reading.

Vibrant viola

You warm cold November days

With your cheerful smile.

Gently

I trace contours

Pain etched

In your rugged face

Grains of sand

Sparkle like diamonds

Sunbeams dancing

On distant waves

Please tell me

Your backstory

Paint pictures

Of fluttering leaves

And the life you knew

Before you were

Washed up on 

This lonely beach.

Sad yet beautiful

Immeasurable raindrops

Painting your heart blue.

This is a tale

Of autumn leaves

About to flutter

Away from their tree

Cautiously they tested

The strength of the breeze

To gauge how far

They might be carried

Big decisions 

Should never

Be made hastily

Before they jumped

They would explore

All possibilities.

Don't let something

Insignificant

Become a major issue

Think of it as

A floating leaf

Sailing down a river.

Life is too short

To bear grudges

And chase 

Unfulfilled wishes

There are not

Many things

We cannot sort out

By talking

And listening.

Grey clouds overhead

But rays of jasmine sunshine

Supersede the rain.

Hilltop view

Emotions unearthed

Senses heightened

By crisp clean air

Aligned with clouds

Yet closer to Earth

Leaning forward 

Hesitantly

Colours merge

In a patchwork

Quilt of trees

Cleansing the soul

Awakening the mind

Higher education 

Of a different kind.

There is something medieval

About a sea of fallen leaves

I see chestnut horses

Tossing manes

Galloping majestically

Etching myths

In oak and beech

Stirring up a storm

With their heavy feet

Leaving only

A trail of dust

Cloudy visions

Of what might

Have been.

Dependable setting sun

Cast your wild amber glow

Over dark rocks

One last burst of hope

Before darkness falls

You are distant and silent

Yet you seem so close

And have ways of speaking

To poor tired souls

In language they understand.

Hazy sun

Seeps through

Moody sky

Kissing its own

Reflection

There is not another

Soul in view

Only shadows

Drenched in stillness.

I may not have

The word power

To write great works

Of literature

But I offer you

A piece of my soul

Through poetry

Inspired by this view.

In the split second

Before waves splinter on rocks
Nothing else matters.

Standing close

To a waterfall

Rushing sounds

Fill my senses

Refreshing

Invigorating

Mind and soul

Enhancing

Feeling those delightful

Little splashes

Nature's kisses

On my skin

Gentle yet strong

Slowly softening

Sharp edges

Of the rocks

They dance upon.

The sun broke through clouds

Just before twilight's embrace

Timed to perfection. 

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September October 2025 Collection

September and October are the most beautiful months of the year. The days are golden. Leaves flutter in the breeze. The days become shorter but the sunsets are more stunning. I hope you will enjoy my latest collection of poetry. It is a mix of tales of the sea and autumnal pictures, finishing with a nod to Halloween.

Rejuvenating sun

You are so far away

But at the same time

You seem close

You have the power

To calm stormy seas

Transform landscapes

Exude energy

Spread warmth and joy

Nurture gardens and fields

In partnership with the rain.

Walking across 

A windswept beach

I become aware

Of a presence

A rolling cloud

Shadow in the sand

Man or child

I cannot decipher

I feel I know you

Intimately

Yet your name

Eludes me

Silent, reassuring

You introduce me

To a side of myself

I did not know existed.

Green mingles with gold

Winding canal path echoes

With September songs.

Stained fingers

Sharp thorns

Slips and trips

In tangled hedgerows

Made bearable

Irrelevant even

By the taste of

Sweet blackberries

Exploding

On my tongue.

Deep dark sapphire sky

Close encounter with a storm

Delicious danger.

Swishing happily

Through rivers of fallen leaves

October delights.

Do I head for dry land

Keep my feet on the ground

Or do I follow my heart

Through a heavenly mirage?

Cloud conundrum.

Silky spider's web

October dewdrop catcher

Twinkles in the sun.

You are never

Out of my thoughts

Although some days

It may seem

As if I drift away

But always

Always, always

That invisible 

Piece of elastic

Tugs at my heartstrings

Brings me back to you

And instantly the time

We were apart

Evaporates like clouds

In a shallow pool

My dependable sea.

Still autumn garden

Vibrant remnants of summer

Cling to paths and pots.

Tender golden leaves

Hovering

Fluttering

Oh so gently

Shimmering

Chameleons

Enhanced by drifting

October sun

Giving one last

Performance

Before slowly

Floating

To reconnect

With the earth

From where they came.

Raindrops on petals

Reflections of unseen tears

Fragile emotions. 

With eyes like saucers

I stare through rainbow leaves

At a fleet of lily pad boats

Drifting with long shadows

Guided by hazy ripples

To a place where autumn

Never ends.

Rugged mountain peaks

Your misty snow-kissed beauty

Takes my breath away.

Sleeping fishing boats

Nestled in Bolata Bay

Under argent skies

Dreaming of night time drifting

And rolling blue bow waves.

Water drips inside the cave

Giving the illusion of rain

Bats cling to a shadowy ceiling

The dank environment

Makes them feel safe

As darkness descends

They flex their wings

Flap loudly

Swoop

Encircle

Unnerve

But this is 

No Halloween party

It is a thing

Of natural beauty.

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You can find me on both X and Instagram under @jillwebbwords. Links are provided below.

       

Autumn Haiku

Since I started writing poetry all over again a few years ago, I toyed with the idea of publishing a book of my work on multiple occasions. After a lot of head scratching, at the end of 2024 I decided to abandon the idea of doing anything on a larger scale, but instead opted to have a book of my haiku printed to give to close family members only.   

To mark the start of each season throughout this year I have posted the corresponding poems and photographs taken from the book, here on my blog. This is the final post in the series. 

Autumn is the most beautiful time of year. Stunning sunsets, misty mornings, falling leaves and shades of gold and crimson. I hope the poems reflect my love of the season.

Bowl of windfall plums

Luscious russet pink and gold

Colours of autumn.

Drowsy bee clings to

Fading remnants of summer

September is here.

Shiny tomatoes

Ripening in the sunshine

Waiting to salsa.

At one with nature

Savouring quiet moments

Soul realignment.

Tentacle branches

Delightfully entangled

Forest tapestry.

Do not shake the tree

When the apples are ready

They will come to you.

Fewer things enchant

More than raindrops suspended

In a spider's web.

As one story ends

Another slowly unfolds

Dahlia intrigue.

I feel so alive

When I am in the presence

Of wild crashing waves.

Leaves flirt with the lake

Golden fluttering embrace

Autumn love story.

A single boat sails

On transient amber waves

October sunset.

Mesmerising flames

Showers of exploding stars

Magic in their eyes.

Distant battle cries

Broken hearts etched in the sky

Peace their fragile gift.

November lingers

As a solitary leaf

Tumbles to the ground.

Thank you for taking the time to read. You can find me on both X and Instagram under @jillwebbwords. Links are provided below.