#seasons poems on Hello Poetry

Boston Tueller Feb 2021

Memories of moments
Pressed into my mind
Like the flowers in your journal
That you keep.

You are the
Soft and silent
Break in the wind
Through the strongest storm.

You are the
Flame that flickers
In the
Depths of darkness.

You are the
Color of the leaves
As the sun
Falls flamboyantly
In the fall.

You are the
Beautiful bird
That flies and sings
As it bounces
From branch to branch.

Calmness and surrender
Sets suddenly
Over me.

#love #missyou #lovers #seasons #fall #light #sun #calm #thankyou #beautiful

icelar Jan 2021

fwiw

for what it's worth,
all this work will be forgotten by sunday.
for what it's worth,
my accomplishments will be forgotten by sunday.
for what it's worth,
all my ambition and drive will be forgotten by sunday.
for what it's worth,
i hope they will remember on monday.

however,
my ambition and drive might burn itself out,
but i'll just blow on it and stoke the flame
it'll set the entire world on fire
taking it by storm, hurricane after hurricane,
until the ash settles and the water recedes,
and a single snowflake settles on the tip of my nose.
(and then melts immediately afterward)
that snowflake'll turn into a raging blizzard
screaming my name until the cold snap is over
and the world is covered with the glaciate, bruised feathers
of birds once in flight

i'll kick up my feet on my frozen desk, blow the smoke
from the crumbling shell that once was my determination
and smile ruefully and the world i first took over and then destroyed

yes i know i used glaciate as an adjective when it's actually a verb forget it okay sometimes i need to make up some word uses just for the sake of the poem

#winter #fire #seasons #ambition #weekends #work #drive #birds #feathers #hurricane

Manx Kronos Pragna Jan 2021

Water lilies

on the stream of life, i was a water lily
and on it's street, the heat
that rose up from the railway

in the hazy spring, newborn fawns
that bucked and singed
a thousand unheard of songs

and in the time in between
i've been far too many a thing
for it has worn on me
like bricks chipped by the cold of winter
or yellowed grass from drought,
a finger with a splinter

i'm not broke
though i am poor
i've got so much planned
so much still in store

#flowers #nature #spring #city #heat #urban #time #seasons #economics #songs

BrookandherBook Jan 2021

Autumn

We are blind to the leaves of the trees
until they turn to brown
and die
...

#fall #autumn #seasons

Chani Goldstein Jan 2021

Worlds

The stars and the moon
hang from above
any time now
the sun
The ground beneath
hard and dry
we pray
we cry
for the rains that passed us by
a return trip
relieve us now
this grip
of brittleness
Relieve us
please
the fatigue
of this earth
and give us back
it's worth

#seasons

Chani Goldstein Jan 2021

Seasonings

Green is spring
with floral scents
After
winters white
cold presence
Summer rolls in
with its
heat and haze
Bathing us in
bright long days
of ice cream wrappers
and children's songs
as vacations
pull us along
Fall
leaves
summer behind
its colorful nature
there to remind
us
Winters white
is
back on its way
Any day now
Any day

#seasons

Jason R Michie Jan 2021

No Summer for Us

I'll never see it's like again;
The springtime coming to life
In my grandmothers back yard,
The birds singing, insects humming,
Sun dappled camouflage on the pond.
One mid-morning, mid-mourning,
Dreaming of love lost,
Hoping for hope.
It's funny, how young love is like childhood,
Gone before you truly value it,
Only cherished after the fact.
Only, cherish that fact,
Value it, before it's gone.
Humor your heart, like a child,
Hope for hope,
Dream of love!
And some mid-morning, quit mourning,
Let your camouflage fall, feel the sun,
Let the birdsong bring you back
To the wonder of childhood!
Love the autumn of life,
You'll never feel it's like again.

© 01/10/2021 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved

Written about one of the most beautiful mornings I have experienced, wishing that a certain person were there to share it. It was one of those moments where you don't really know whether you should go on. I decided that morning, that instead of ruining every beautiful moment mourning, Instead I would imagine she was there with me, sharing every beautiful moment. That I would take her with me in my heart forever. And that's what I did.

#poem #life #seasons #love #parenthood #dyingfrompoetryunwritten #myouniverse #222

PorcelainTears Jan 2021

the little things

what my mind approaches
what I tilt my head to
and my hands reach for—

all the beautiful things
preserved in their truth

spring in the flower,
the fall of the leaf,
the rays of summer
and white canvas winter

precious things I pause to notice

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 14, 2020

#time #seasons #poem #poetry #writing

Alan S Jeeves Dec 2020

The Year's Adieu

Just as the year is ending
(As winter snows the leaves)
The autumn glow pretending ~
The winter chill deceives.
As squirrels start defending
Their caches underground,
December's shiver pending,
And swallows southward bound.

The cool of day is blending
(As it frosts the forest floor)
Into the sunset tending
To be sooner than before.
The boughs of treetops bending
As gales race through their form
Spiralling and wending
Propelled by winter's storm.

And so, the nightfall sending
(As shadows shade the sky)
The cool of night and rending
The fair of day awry.
With winter's shroud descending
To cause the season's drear,
Just as the year is ending ~
The closing of the year.

ASJ

#winter #nature #seasons