The Seasons Deep Within

A sonnet about the swirl of human emotions

The seasons deep within are swift to change
Akin to whims and fancies of a child
Their shifting patterns beautiful and strange
As over minds they scamper free and wild

Sweet smiles can radiate the warmth and light
Which Spring bestows upon the grassy plain
And anger burns the soul like Summer's blight
The dark clouds of bereavement signal pain

The Autumn days bring ephemeral peace
With leaves of fulfillment strewn on the path
With ardent love's demise the silent breeze
Abruptly turns to Winter's icy wrath

For neither sun nor snow can stay their Dance
Entrapped in mysterious webs of Chance

Reviews

[Gleb Zavlanov]

A beautiful sonnet, flawlessly written.

The Autumn days bring ephemeral peace
With leaves of fulfillment strewn on the path
With ardent love's demise the silent breeze
Abruptly turns to Winter's icy wrath

I love this quatrain the best. It flows so smoothly and so delicately, it's hard to believe it's words. It's like flying through autumn's wind and then tumbling down to earth in winter's icy breath. Thank you for the wonderful write.

[Augustus]

Thank you so much Gleb! It is good to have someone who really understands the Old style commenting on one's work.