Winter's Bane

Thank you Nia, for your inspiration.

Streaks of golds and reds dashed the silvery branches,

Preparing for winters reap,

The time is nigh, 

For nature to prepare for sleep.

Purples and reds,

Turn to browns and fall,

As slowly growth comes to stall.

Creatures big, creatures small,

Some seek caves,

Some seek holes,

But all are yet preparing for winter’s toll.

Some hunt for game,

And kindle flames,

For they know what is approaching,

Winter’s bane.

Author's Note

Some constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the way you described Winter bane. I like the style of your poetry and thoughts. No weakness in this excellent poem. Just good description of the Winter bane. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[rwar ish me]

This is very nice.
I like this.
It connects to something in life
~Amai

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is a snapshot of winter, pre-civilization or during civilization because there are those that like to live off the land. You have captured the season brilliantly and many things flood to mind as I read this. Nice work.

[Dove]

lovely. Tells us why we have winter.

[Sapph]

I like how you use colour and you manage to create an image in the mind with what you describe. The rhyming is perfect and works well too, I like it!

[Dayran]

The seasons of man. An anticipation of an experience that is quite demanding. Nice write!

[Margarette]

Very lovely poem! It depicts how and why winter happens. I love to see more of this. Keep writing!

[J. J. Nightingale]

All I can say is ... THIS IS SOOOO GOOD !! .. Love it ! .. Jasmine :)

(: I really like it. Honestly. I loved the imagery, the tone, the... everything! Good job!! :D