~reason's unseasoned rhyme

paused to surrender

             my breath

 in spring's

 aspirations of familiarity's

           wildflower blooms,

 tasted like whispered 

whimsy of sunrise

     on an early summer's morn,

felt like butterflies

            flitting on lusty sun showers dawn,

    appeared as dazzling as a brilliant

     bolt of lightning's storm

      after the rains of meteor's hail,

fall heard prelude's demise

       in the coup de grâce

   of dusky autumnal twilights at

          eventide's calling

 winter's gusty chill 

    took a nasty spill in 

              finality's frigid  tundra 

iced of insignificance in 

                    snow-flaked frosted rhymes 

“The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of... We know the truth not only by the reason, but by the heart." - Blaise Pascal”

Author's Note

Art~Andrew Atroshenko -Wishful

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Having survived the nastiest winter in recent memory. a lot of it working outdoors, I am trying my best to deny the feeling in the air. It is an irony, I love the warmth and the sun, but can't wait till the bad memories of summers' past fade and fall off the trees. I like the way this passes thru the seasons by using feelings instead of colours ...

[Frieda P]

You ARE woman, I don't know how you do it....thanks, you know it's those 'feelings' that get us in deep trouble.

[AprilRN1210]

oh wow!! frosty alliteration... love it!! how did I miss this one... jeez.. This is absolutely beautiful and whimsical.... your words are dancing on the page again through the seasons of life... and it is a sight to behold.. the melody so playful and sweet.. it is like a colorful, emotional sway that glides you along from line to line in a masterful symphony... awesome write... really enjoyed this one..

[Frieda P]

I love how your reviews always dance on my page April, sorry for the late reply but the cafe likes to mess with my alerts...x

[AprilRN1210]

oh girl, I know ALL about that.. it eats my reviews a lot.. frustrating... you know it is always a pleasure ma'am... I love dancing to your melodies:)

[Frieda P]

It's frustrating indeed, can't anyone get a grip on the workings of the cafe? Thanks again sweetie. :)

[AprilRN1210]

ha! that will be the day... nice to see you this morning girl... you're more than welcome always.. ((hugs))

[anne]

Its so beautiful...:)...I liked everything about it... :))

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille anne. :)

[Avinash]

After reading all the words I can only one thing....We all mortals need you.

[Frieda P]

Smiling here, you're too kind my sweet friend. x

[Mayank]

It send chills down my spine, the gusty winter winds always do...

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Mayank.

[just Penny]

Everything has a season and you tell it beautifully here in this write, accompanied by wonderful images that are a pleasure to imagine. I like your author's note too - holds wisdom and truth. Penny :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Penny...are you coming back to the cafe soon? You are missed my friend.

[redzone]

aaahhh Frieda, it is nice when such "whispered whimsy" visits bringing the sunshine of a summer morn... I read and as I did I felt the flow of those fluttering butterflies as they searched for wild flowers and lovers.. and the flow of "unseasoned rhymes". I think it is true that we know truth from both reason and also from the asthetics of our hearts... there is an important synthesis of science and art in life and I think your poem points directly at this... and you always match nicely the music to accompany your art.. have I mentioned that I love your poem Frieda.. ;0) your words always thrill me Frieda..
~~redzone

[Frieda P]

Your sweet words always thrill me Curt, so we're even. :) Grazie mille sweetie. x

[Ruth]

What emotion! Seasonal exhalations and cycles in only a way that you could invoke, sublime, in awe hon xo

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille gorgeous! xo

[ron]

Emotions can be the storm that tears through our heart's and lay's waist to love.
Very beautiful poem Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thanks ron.

[ron]

Your very welcome Frieda.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful poetry for the seasons. I had to read again. I like how you used the description of the seasons. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Coyote.

[Matching Socks]

Emotional seasons have swept through me.
But the cycle will continue with spring again, rebirth, beauty, colours, warmth.
Beautiful!

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Ana Sophia!

[Matching Socks]

xxxxxoooooo
:-)