Saturday 10 October 2015

THREE SEASONS




The Season is getting tired I can feel it in my bones
It is to me late summer my year of three seasons
Now approaches mid October next month is Winter
Cold damp air will burst strongly down upon us.
Swirling fogs slithering with purpose over bogs
Melting fallen leaves into a dark rich mulch.


My old kin knew only Winter, Spring and Summer 
Enough for them and sufficient to feed me.
The vigour of dark nights star filled sparkling
Tangible air crisp vapours secrete silently upwards
Grass crunches like shards of glass under foot
O so strong, this glorious embracing time.


Late December new light is born to minutely stretch
Illuminate an ice coated lake with frost fringed edge
Pillowed snow sleeps quietly to glow under full moon
A covens chant mingles with owls cry as love abides
Waking mother earth to stir revive bring alive babes
Who under hot Summer sun seemingly died.


© MRL  Oct 10th 2015


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10 comments:

  1. Jane Brideson11 October 2015 at 03:09

    This is very beautiful - I love the imagery and the return to life at the end.

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    1. A Heron's View11 October 2015 at 05:15

      Thank you Jane B.
      My intention when composing this piece was to illustrate the beauty of winter and the fact that there is only three seasons.

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  2. A Heron's View12 October 2015 at 07:35

    Linda Hennessy said:
    I love your poem, the images, you conjure, are amazing wordcraft. Thank you.

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  3. ^.^12 October 2015 at 15:15

    Thank you for taking me along on your walk through the seasons today. Love, cat.

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    1. A Heron's View12 October 2015 at 15:18

      Am pleased that you enjoyed it Cat and thank you for your comment.

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  4. Rose15 October 2015 at 07:03

    ..late Summer.. I like that idea, but I also love the beauty of Autumn and couldn't imagine life without the rich colours and harvesting mother earth's bounty :)
    Winter does hold her own beauty and that you have painted brilliantly in this beautiful composition of your 'Three Seasons'.

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    1. A Heron's View15 October 2015 at 11:21

      Thank you for your comments Rose. Actually 'autumn' has only been in vogue since the 1600's, until then those rich colours were seen as being part of the dying of summer.

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  5. Vallypee16 October 2015 at 00:19

    Beautiful, Mel. The imagery is lovely. 'Pillowed snow' and grass ctrunching like shards of glass. Magical and poignant too. The end of the year...

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