Walking of three Seasons

Walking of three Seasons

A Poem by ZBwolf

Walking of Seasons 


Sounds of singing, chirping, rustling,

heartbeat of new beginnings.

 Blue bird soars

to her nest of younglings,

Motherly and giving. 

A doe, wide eyed and naive,

 stills in the muddy lawn.


Brisk wind 

wipes away faint musk of decay,

pause in the rush, 

something new on it’s way.

Crunchy, 

crackling,

amber, ruby, and gold,

like a fire in hearth of so many on this street,

smoke 

pouring from chimneys 

floating, 

dancing in the crisp air. 


Light�"fading,

Breath�"revealed,

Temperature�"plummeting,

Beauty�"deadly,

Home�"hurry,

Cold�" hunts at night.



© 2021 ZBwolf


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