Thursday, October 14, 2010

Seasons of my Soul

In summer we burned for the sun and the heat
The dance lasted long till the lightning bugs shone
The solstice - the highlight - kept us up all day
Then faded to black for the shortest reprieve

The cold fell so slowly like leaves in the wind
Touched down into Autumn a chill ran us through
The fire burned bravely to fight off the chill
But steams off like cider left too long to cool

The ice came and covered the textured remains
Smoothed over the harvest as it'd never been
The Winter brought snow and a negative plunge
Immobile we huddled for warmth till we froze

The frozen earth shrugged all the snow into streams
The skeletal branches once more put forth green
And stones broke apart as the flowers grew up
They cracked up and let us step out into Spring

1 comment:

  1. Ooooh! A lovely poem on the seasons. Very good. :-) It flowed wonderfully and I love your imagery.