Seasons

Something I wrote for AP English

Time dances through the misty plane of existence.

While skipping through the minds of the weak,

Time manipulates the shadowy vision of eternity in the winter and summer.

The slow decay of the autumn landscape,

The rejuvenation of the spring

Binds Time to the will of Nature while man stands by.

Time provokes fear, brings about death,

A cold, icy death feared by mankind,

While Time brings love, brings life,

A warm, colorful life experienced by all.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem of the seasons. I live in Michigan. I like the changes here. I lived in Texas for 5 years. I don't miss the heat and I appreciate the forest of the North. A excellent poem.
Coyote