A taste of your seasons once more, I bow.

A taste of your seasons once more, I bow.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

During your winter’s silence
whispers through now naked trees
brought news of autumn memories
where moments frolicked
in the growth of spring
only to become scantily clad
in the light and heat
of summer.
Under the stars
of candle lights
to their delight,
your reflective shadow
danced upon the walls
and in a flicker...
you were gone.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Delightful seasonal images which of course means it’s well written, of course. I enjoyed this piece ;)

Posted 1 Month Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Month Ago

Thank you Patricia.🤗
Patricia

1 Month Ago

You're welcome
I so enjoy reading your imaginative works Andrew. You meld the seasons to illustrate the forlorn passing of change. The seasons do move so fast. Autumn being my favorite. Wonderful poem my friend.

Posted 1 Month Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Month Ago

Thank you very much Carlos for your kind words.

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

48 Views
2 Reviews
Rating
Added on December 2, 2021
Last Updated on December 2, 2021

Author

andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



About
Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..

Writing