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November by Juli

To close out the month at BigShoes I found a YouTube video by a German group called Juli. In looking for more information since the info provided at YouTube for this particular video was sparse, I found and translated via Google, the German lyrics to this love song, or breakup song perhaps.

Here is another YouTube video as well, just as inspired as the first one I chose to publish at BigShoes today. I think it spoke to me more about the song than the other video. Perhaps the winter scenes and cold feel of what the artist or artists were trying to convey in this song related more.

I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving holiday. Here is November by Juli for the close of Writely Applied’s November.

Ask not after tomorrow,
because it remains hidden from thee,
Ask not what yesterday was.
We ziehn our circles,
on our trip,
where the sun was just yet.
We drown in twos in our words,
drown in twos in solitude.
Sometime in November.
Sometime in November.
Too long, too far, too much happens.
Sometime in November.
We lose ourselves in the rain,
Due to endless,
why can you stab me?
We ziehn ever,
because we are black riders,
on our way into the light.
We drown in twos in our words,
drown in twos in solitude.
Sometime in November.
Sometime in November.
Too long, too far, too much happens.
No matter what else comes, no matter what you say,
even if you remain silent now, I have failed.
No matter what else comes, no matter what you say,
even if you remain silent now, I have failed.
I have failed.
I know I’ve failed.
Because it is July,
because it is July,
because it is July.
Sometime in November.
Sometime in November.
Sometime in November.
Sometime in November,
I will go.
Sometime in November – whether you want it or not.
Sometime in November – whether you want it or not.
Sometime in November – whether you want it or not.
Sometime in November
we will no longer crave.

A Poet's Word on Thanksgiving

I have to send you over to A Poet’s Word this evening so you can meditate before you start your rushing about tomorrow while preparing your meal (or perhaps you’ll be busy watching the parade or football…you know who you are).

Reflect on the good memories you will make today with your friends and family. The bread you will break and time you will share should never be forgotten since as time goes by and you could forget it all in a blink.

So, here is the Please Pass the Bread Poem to start those memory juices flowing in your heart, soul and brain.

Autumn

There is only a week left of autumn. While winter isn’t officially over until late December, seasons know not the days on a calendar. We’ve had our first snow and I’m sure many others have seen a few more days of snow. I’m holding on for a few more glimpses of fall though.

As I woke in time to greet the sun and contemplated my last week of November with Christmas fast approaching I thought I better slow down. With that said I slowly got up and started to write. Like autumn, I know not the days on the calendar. So I’ve filled my Sunday morning with thoughts of writing ahead for the next few weeks and feel I have successfully ended my drought of words. Hopefully I’ll more to say on that tomorrow or then I would not be as successful as I thought.

Happy Sunday. Here is Autumn from YouTube.

November

Fall is one of my favorite times of year. I love the start of school and from September, the slow progression through November. One of my favorite holidays is Thanksgiving, the final celebration dressed in browns, oranges, and yellows. Fall is full of scents and sounds. The smell and crunch of the leaves are as distinct as the sounds of winter; fallen snow and its own sound of gentle footsteps when it is soft.

A new blogger at Today, Mommagreenfish, has written a wonderful post called Finding the joy in November. I share her sentiment. November, another month where there is change in nature and in us as we prepare for a new season.

What joy do you find in November?