Seasons of Love

I've always been fascinated with beginnings, endings, cycles.

I could taste the reasons 
in the flavor of seasons. 
You ran through me 
like ice in Spring. 

I was the lone mountain 
watching a flowing fountain. 
Thirsty for love; 
you made me sing. 

Tangled up, two souls 
sometimes make two holes 
aching when cut 
where we did cling. 

Feeling your heart still, 
the healed scars fill 
the cold hollow 
Winter will bring.

Reviews

[poetdoug]

Really great and romantic Word Painting. I always love references to seasons involving our lives.
I recently spoke at the funeral of an elderly Aunt and used the Seasons of her life for illustrations of all she accomplished. Thanks for reminding us. Excellent write.

[Mark]

thank you for reading and your great comments. :)

[poetdoug]

It was my pleasure. Nice to be writer friends with a fellow Texan.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I like the metaphor in this one, and the way that it is carried throughout with great texture. I like your language choice and your tone. Well done.

[Mark]

Thanks much Sarah :)

[Pryde Foltz]

Well-developed analogy. May those cold winds blow only a little and onto Spring.

[Mark]

Thank you dear! :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Great poem Mark. Applause

[KeelyJane]

I really liked the rhyme scheme in this piece not to mention the beautiful imagery of the seasons and their resemblances to love. Nice write. Enjoyable read.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Yes, love does have seasons. But after the winter comes the spring ... full of new life and possibilities.
I like your use of rhyme and imagery.

[Frieda P]

I love the personification of the seasons here, you certainly wrapped your pen around some lovely metaphors Mark....great read!

[Pryde Foltz]

great use of rhyme and alliteration throughout. Here's to a new Spring.

[Mark]

:) the same to you love.

[shallimarRose]

Beautiful thoughts and flow..
"Tangled up, two souls
sometimes make two holes
aching when cut "

thank you for sharing. shallimarRose