Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #217
November Hearts by Belinda Roddie November hearts are broken when the warmth of sunsets dissipates into their cups of coffee, and the cold is then reborn as a large, overbearing mother, hugs and kisses tattooing each stranger's arms as they mask their disdain beneath black coats. They drive past pastures, hills, and dairy farms where early snow just barely glazes boats left hooked to cars in driveways. I loved you once, you know. You exhaled cinnamon, which I inhaled. Our somber rendezvous was interrupted by the elements, the winds and rain. You left me badly bruised, my frostbitten aorta split in two.