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

[Sami Khalil]

I agree . Nice poem.

[Circe]

there is so much emotive language that can be felt here.. your voice is lyrical, solemn in parts, seasons and years, watchful of their renewing, the changing world and each nuance a reminder of that love, beautifully worded.

[Mark]

Thank you for the thought put into your review. It is appreciated! :)

[mandy]

very nice, mark. the second verse speaks anticipation of happiness and fulfllment.

[Claire Twinn]

Wonderful imagery Mark, Iove the first verse so much, new love can be as shocking as ice! So sad at the end too.

[Mark]

shocking, but a warm Spring melts it. :) Thanks Claire.

[Ruth]

Gorgeous!
A descriptive magnificence!
xoxo

[Mark]

Thank you :)

[rnuff]

Deeply emotional read....touching in a way.

[Mark]

:)

[Mark]

You ran through me like an ice in spring, did it for me, that sentence says so much about how sensitive you're a man of seasons, when it change, it touches you radical, well i can shake hands with you... I just wrote so many already about seasons, and nature, and change, I let it there for a while.... but I feel you in this one, emotional, and heartfelt. It must be your gipsy heart... ;)

E.L.

[Mark]

Thank you E.L. I wrote quite a few poems about love and seasons, but this is one of my favorite.

Great, well than we can shake many hands lol.... I adored the write, thanks a lot!

[just is]

Such an emotional tug in this write, sad
but very well written and expressed.
I enjoyed reading this write.