Seasons in Rhyme

Seasons in Rhyme

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin
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Mortality and Meaning

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Autumn and spring are my favorite seasons

Oddly enough, for opposite reasons

 

When the lime green buds are being born

And the sun shines bright in the April morn

 

Invigorated I feel so alive

As first honey bees that fly from the hive

 

In search of sweet nectar in the early hour

When the morning glory begins to flower

 

For by that time Spring is well on her way

And the grasses are covered in colors of May

 

White clouds drifting through amethyst skies

To the flutter and flitting of gold butterflies

 

By the time new hatchlings are learning to sing

Summer will shade them in delicate green

 

With all Summer's passions of sweltering spent

And young children asking where they all went

 

The earth will still warm her feet by the embers

Till raisins from grapes remain of September

 

Then come the pumpkins from fields of October

The last days of summer are finally over

 

The maple is bursting; consumed, all aflame

Thirsting for something that hasn't a name

 

In bright red and gold, trees color their glory

What these leaves have said, told in their story

 

We once were young and we clung to the trees

We were green and alive and sang in the breeze

 

Now we let go with what's left on the vine

But even in death we will gloriously shine

 

We will burn in our splendor; majestic and bright

Joyful, our ending, for soon comes the night

 

I feel my own spirit accused here of treason;

That I have refused my autumn in season

 

Yet before winter comes my leaves seem to know

And in all of my limbs I feel my heart glow

 

There is a time to be born and a time to go;

An early spring morn and frost in the meadow

 

Yes, Autumn and Spring are my favorite times

When seasons in passing find reasons in rhyme

 

 

 


© 2017 Fabian G. Franklin



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You've done a great job of capturing the many natural signs of these two seasons, with a scattering of philosophical musings buried here & there. Good simple structure & rhyme & rhythm, that compliment the simplicity of the scene you're word-painting here. These are also my two favorite seasons, for different reasons (I'm a wimp when it comes to temperature extremes!) Fondly, Margie

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Fabian G. Franklin

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Thank you, my friend. Yeah, not a big fan of sweat and shivering myself. (smile)



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You've done a great job of capturing the many natural signs of these two seasons, with a scattering of philosophical musings buried here & there. Good simple structure & rhyme & rhythm, that compliment the simplicity of the scene you're word-painting here. These are also my two favorite seasons, for different reasons (I'm a wimp when it comes to temperature extremes!) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fabian G. Franklin

1 Week Ago

Thank you, my friend. Yeah, not a big fan of sweat and shivering myself. (smile)

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