Seasonal Change of Mood

Seasonal Change of Mood

A Poem by Bear
"

Oh, I don't ever look forward to winter but, the scents of autumn ~~ my most favorite scents of all.

"

Death - - -

      the last burning ember

                 has blinked out.

The coals have grown

                     cold...

they've fallen...

             from the grate.

        The cold embers

                  crunch under foot...

                       and, stirred up by

                   that same foot - -

                          they fly away

                                    to decay - -

but, they have brought

                   us joy. . .

                                 in a few colors of the rainbow;

                        they have allowed us

           to play

  in their piles of death.

            They don't die

                                in vain

                      for come spring - - - they

                will fertilize the life

                              yet to come. 

© 2008 Bear


Author's Note

 Bear
Leaf piles in which I used to jump after raking the leaves together. Interconnected all things on Earth, and leaves help life recycle, year after year.

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What a delightfully expressed piece. It brought out emotions that made me feel the words you have so movingly related. The changing of seasons has always brought out different emotions. Spring and fall are my favorite. Spring because of the glory of new beginnings, and fall is a special time not only because when the tree's transform with their glorious colors and smells, but also because I am a Libra :-), lol. I thoroughly enjoyed this! ~ Jude xo
PS. And I was a leaf jumper as well :D

Posted 13 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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I like this write it is so beautiful, very welll written.....Kim

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i really like this poem. i too hate winter but love autumn, the smell of burning wood, the bright color of leaves. i like the layout of this poem, beginning kind of dismal & dark but ending with hope, with spring coming. a beautiful write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love the fall and winter, the latter being my favorite. You hae wonderful writing skills. You have a soft way of expressing yourself with a strong punch of understanding. Will you be my friend??

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

this is the prettiest piece that I have read by you so far....you should do more of these kind! lol
Liked it alot
Nature is one of my fav. topics when it comes to poetry
Cheers,lea

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This poem brought back wonderful memories of when I lived on a large tract of land with my ex-husband and son. We were very rural and had to burn our trash - leaves fell into that category. It smelled so wonderful with the colors and the nip in the air surrounding us. Thanks sharing for this memory. The form or your poem is beautiful too.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

beautifully said, and exceptionally well weitten Sallie, your words flow
with insight and ease, the metpahorical meaning is subtle and touching,
your words capture the moment and balance with knowledge.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

so true! I like this piece by you and can't wait to read more.....cheers to the autumn, Lea

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This was a delightful take on piles of fallen leaves. Wasn't it always fun to play in those giant piles? Yes, indeed. *Fun* :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

The cool breezes are starting to blow. September is my favorite month of the year. I love fall. Even if it does wreak havoc on my allergies. :-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

What a delightfully expressed piece. It brought out emotions that made me feel the words you have so movingly related. The changing of seasons has always brought out different emotions. Spring and fall are my favorite. Spring because of the glory of new beginnings, and fall is a special time not only because when the tree's transform with their glorious colors and smells, but also because I am a Libra :-), lol. I thoroughly enjoyed this! ~ Jude xo
PS. And I was a leaf jumper as well :D

Posted 13 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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