Change of Seasons
in the still light of morning a silvery sliver of first light streaks across the mesa
green has gone underground in preparation for winter's sleep like bear dreaming in his den
the golden leaves have fallen the trees stand naked reach for clear blue sky
black and white cows in the meadow chew the last of the succulent grass
tonight change the clock awake early count the chores
the feed for winter in the barn preparations for winter make fall a busy time
the landscape a gray velvet still gold can be seen on the very last trees
holding the last red and yellow leaves waiting for the signal the temperature will drop
every last reluctant leaf lets go wheeling/falling/hitting
the loud crash can be heard echoing throughout the valley then all is still
waiting for first loud crash of winter snowflakes fall cover all with winter white
transform the landscape each season seems to be jealous of the other
wants to be more beautiful but each has its' own beauty in the spring
the lambs by their mother's side anytime/sometimes... all times
each season has its' own beauty we are astonished we suck in our breath
October 30, 2016
9 comments:
Yes, each has its own beauty and I love the descriptions in this poem. I can see them all. I really like the look of this poem on the page, Annell.
This is so well painted in words... the change of season, each with it's own beauty...
Yes, we really do need to appreciate the beauty of each season. I liked the description of each season being jealous of the other..which helps make your point very well! Sibling rivalry indeed.
the landscape a gray velvet still gold can be seen on the very last trees.. this is so beautiful! You have really captured autumn here in its true form ❤️
Such a beatiful description of the changing seasons. It is true of us too - all our seasons have their own beauty. Lovely writing Anell.
Change of style... It did read easier but the rich content same the same :)
ZQ
I love the fact they I live where there are four distinct seasons. It helps us to know that growth only comes with changes and to learn that change is as necessary as breathing. Beautiful Annell,
Elizabeth
So beautifully portrayed, Annell. Each season truly has its own charm.
How important it is to see the value of each season as they show us their colours. Signals of warning to prepare and greetings of good things to come and that warm love of fruitfulness. Beautifully written Annell.
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