Changing of the Seasons

Changing of the Seasons

A Poem by Briana Noël Crane

A poem about the changing of the seasons, about lost youth and ambitions, about becoming stagnant.


 And where am I now? Leaves once so verdant have withered and drifted to the dusty earth...But alas, when ever did such a vain thing maintain? Oh, that it would be Springtime forevermore; flowers blooming amongst things bold, green, unflagging...a state of newness and productivity, so fresh and temperate - not yet sweating under the anticipatory Sun, cooking all the rawness out of things only to let them lie cold and rot...But no. The dwindling hours of Heaven's favor have long since dissolved into the grey clouds, and these feeble souvenirs that I clutch to my bosom -leaves once so verdant- have withered and drifted to the dusty earth.

© 2015 Briana Noël Crane

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Added on December 23, 2015
Last Updated on December 23, 2015
Tags: prose poetry, seasons, aging, youth, stagnant, depression, metaphor, lost


Briana Noël Crane
Briana Noël Crane

Danville, VA

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