THE SEASON

06 11 11

Beneath the itch of granite gauze
bingo balls of kneecaps shuffle
the magnesium furrowing of
low pressure's seasonal scissors
Summer with its yellow robe retracted
spitefully relieves itself
on carousel ponies in the steampunk couture
of pasteurized porcelain upholsteries
No sympathy for even summer's coyest icons
kicked from the calender's preoccupation
like a muddy leap year
into the liturgical make-up
of birthday executors and
pre-nuptial commemorators
as the system funnels impatient sleet
through the wind like a plague plunging
every sigh with a damp heavy hiccup
and painting every window grey and green
like unofficial colours of a
sci-fine day for a disturbance

Author's Note

So, has anyone noticed my obsession with the changing of the seasons yet? :P

Reviews

[Androglossia]

So, has anyone noticed my obsession with the changing of the seasons yet?

It actually just dawned on me, lol. I'm quite intrigued and wondered what significant event could have triggered this obsession. But I'm not going to dig deeper:) Anyway, like your other poems, season is always in the heart of it but in some way it isn't immediately apparent in the lines. This one made me think, again :D

Ambiguously beautiful..

[kublakhan27]

As always, I'm glad that I was able to entertain/challenge you with my work :D

As far as personal happenings go, none come to mind in terms of what may have triggered this fascination...but the phenomenon of a hot, balmy summer day being split down the middle by a short, potentially devastating electrical storm has always been a haunting one to me...like nature warning us that there can be no true understanding of good without a corresponding acknowledgement of evil.

I rarely get this detailed or philosophical in my comments, and that may be the most telling evidence of this obsession of mine. In fact, I could go on but I need to retain some of my stored metaphors for potential use in the future lol ;)

[Androglossia]

I guess everything is interconnected as the changing of the season and the comprehension of good and evil. Even if the thunder seemed insignificant to the sand, if we really look at it we can see a deep connection. And I agree that the ability to distinguish what is good and what is evil is the function of an understanding of both. The better the understanding, the greater its ability to recognise and the more wise it is.

[kublakhan27]

You always have such an eloquent way of looking at things...well said :)

[B-poet]

Nice depiction of the occurrences during your envisioned summers. Very articulate and eloquent. Nice work. :)

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much :)

[quixotic_rose]

very nice :) haha, which season would be your favorite i wonder haha. nature and the seasons are very beautiful to write about :)

[kublakhan27]

Thanks :) My favourite season is the least popular one, which makes perfect sense considering my wealth of personal oddities haha Of course I only like winter while I'm indoors...I don't like it to the point where I'm out walking in blizzards :P But I do historically do most of my writing in the winter, so I think there's something about the celestial winter nights that clicks with me lol

[quixotic_rose]

we talked about this before haha, I just totally forgot about it -_- go me haha. its my favorite too. i love doing gymnastics out in the snow haha

[kublakhan27]

Haha that's okay I remember telling someone about it but I couldn't remember if it was you or not :P It's comforting to know I'm not the only one that likes winter though lol

[quixotic_rose]

it really is haha, alot of people go huff and puff over it but its simply lovely

[kublakhan27]

haha yeah i tell ppl "well you can't wish it away so you might as well learn to enjoy it" especially in Canada :P and it does make for some beautiful scenery...every year I wind up with a few gorgeous photos as I live along a brook and walking trail...it almost feels like I'm in a Dickens novel or something haha

[quixotic_rose]

im supremely jealous of that.. i wished i lived there! :p thats ok, one day i might just live in a lovely scenic winter place. that would make my life absolutely perfect!

[kublakhan27]

Well I do hope you find your proverbial "happy place" in the future :) I may post some pics from my backyard sometime.

[Seyi Ojenike]

This is wonderful. O_O

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much :)

[MOON]

Lovely write , the seasonal change amazing and sometimes so many seasons in one day.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much^^

[∠( ᐛ 」..]

This poem is beautiful and amazing!
I loved it!
100/100

[kublakhan27]

Thank you so much :D

[LOfCharlemagne]

this is very colorful and unique, i like it! It does a very effective job of describing how the seasons change and how the next comes. Very well done!

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much :)

[LOfCharlemagne]

You are very welcome :)

[Admiral Kirk]

I love the lack of rhymes throughout most of the poem and the subtle story this tells. I also admire the ability to make no form work so well. I enjoy the non-traditional forms of poetry, so this was a great read! Keep it up!

[kublakhan27]

You may have gotten this note already, but I might have made a mistake and not actually sent it the first time...sorry if I already have lol^^

Thank you so much :D I probably write about three-quarters worth of free verse and one-quarter traditional forms, as the free verse seems to be the best-received stuff lol

[Admiral Kirk]

Yeah, it's pretty cool. :)