Four Seasons of Change

The changing of nature...

Four Seasons of Change

Sunflowers in the middle of my table

            Always reminding me of

Their beauty and their seeds of giving.

 

In my garden, the tomatoes, squash,

And yellow cucumbers grow right

Beside them.

 

They stand like sentinels

Waiting for the yellow finches

To peck out their faces

 

Morning arrives with a flush of pink

Near the horizon

It clears as the sun rises

 

The soil in the garden

Now soft from the overnight

Rain shower

 

My journal rests on the picnic table

As I drop the seeds into the turned soil

With the hole waiting for each seed to

Land

 

Never packing too tightly

For the green shoots to rise

The delicate growth following the sunshine

 

I always keep the dirt in the garden

Instead of the place where I sleep

And eat.

 

Every day, I hope no souls get

Called to the heavens.

A daily thought as I plant away.

 

No pesticides for me or my dirt patch

I think as the old lullabies play over and

Over inside my head---sunrises & sunsets

Forever over the fields of growing crops.

 

Autumn will bring out the dressed scarecrows,

Various gourds, and glowing Jack-o' lanterns

Harvest festivals will fill the city streets

As people shop for homemade bread and cakes.

 

The dust of the harvests will fill the farmhouses

Bright blue skies will carry the scent of burning leaves

A cloudless sky will greet us with winter after

  The memories of festivals fade

 

Falling stars on the horizon

But the Harvest Moon rises above

Like a great ball of fire

I'll miss these subtle changes of color

When winter sets in with the coldness always

Near.  --J. E. Cook ©2017

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thanks for reading.

Reviews

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Lovingly described as always.....

The changing of the seasons are always a celebration in Nature's own garden and more so in the garden's that we ourselves create. It is a joy to behold the labours of our love bloom into glory at the peak of Spring and we do certainly miss their presence as we pass into Autumn and Winter. Yet the cycle always continues and the blooms shall always return.

Another very descriptive poem, placing the reader right there amidst the change, seeing the colour and smelling the scents. And Sunflowers? Methinks they are your personal favourite!

Nicely written work.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Thank you! You guessed correct!
:)

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing poem dear Josie. I love the four seasons too. I enjoyed your description. I moved back to Michigan after I left the Army. I missed the four seasons. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Thank you again, for your honest review of my writing here!
:)

[Coyote Poetry]

I always enjoy your work and you are welcome Josie.

[Ruth]

You always capture the essence of nature so beautifully Josie :) I can envision all the tones and vibrancy, each season a delight to a Poet's heart and senses, even winter holds beauty but pales in comparison to the other seasons, gorgeous piece :)

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Thank you dear, Poppy! We have this in common with nature. :)

[Ruth]

Indeed :) Always my pleasure love x

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

Kudos to you again.
:)