Changing Seasons

Changing Seasons

A Poem by Yheela

Autumn is singing songs in my head.

Summer has gone into hiding under my bed.

Winter is sending me postcards from snow capped peaks.

Spring is telling me to buy flower buds in heaps.

 

I paint all the leaves in colours bright.

Changing seasons is nothing we can fight.

Soon there will be sprinklings of frost on every bough.

But before we know farmers their fields will plough.

 

Autumn's song I gladly sing.

Summer's sleep new things will bring.

Winter's journey is soon at an end.

Spring's flower will be as a long lost friend.

 

We rake the leaves that fall.

Remember adventures even if small.

A fire's warmth I need to feel.

Spinning the seasons on life's big wheel.

 

© 2012 Yheela


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Love that first line, Autumn colours are really resonant.. your words pick up on that! Clever you. 'Spring's flowers will be as a long last friend' is another great phrase but 'flowers' is plural so 'friend' should be plural too .. a minor error considering you're not writing in your first language!

Having read this twice, i think your poem would make great free verse. Thanks for sharing

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you! ^_^
emmajoy

11 Years Ago

You're very welcome, it's beautiful.



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Love that first line, Autumn colours are really resonant.. your words pick up on that! Clever you. 'Spring's flowers will be as a long last friend' is another great phrase but 'flowers' is plural so 'friend' should be plural too .. a minor error considering you're not writing in your first language!

Having read this twice, i think your poem would make great free verse. Thanks for sharing

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you! ^_^
emmajoy

11 Years Ago

You're very welcome, it's beautiful.
very interesting. me like! ;)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you Ivy. ^_^
The changing seasons, indeed we can not hold time back and have to move with the changes ;)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Better to be hppy with it. ^_^
Thank you.
seasons greeting,cheers

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thanks!
I love the first and last stanzas. The whole poem is good tho!, every line is solid and it all flows very good.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thanks, glad you like it! ^_^
Hi Yheela,
Me I hate winter with a vengance. I can't get enough sun. This was very mixed in its depiction of the seasons but describes some of the feelings about the chaging seasons well.
'under my bead' is that a typo? should it be bed?

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you!
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Beautiful work. This poem sings of colorful imagery and ambiguity.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you.
Spinning the seasons on life's big wheel...A ride we all take and enjoy the view...I liked this a lot

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Yheela

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I'm so glad you like it.

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Yheela
Yheela

Gotene, Sweden



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