John Thorkild Ellison

Rookie - 103 Points (17/04/51 / Edinburgh)

A Calendar - Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

Winter:
Inside the embers glow in the grate
While the garden quietly suffocates in snow.

Spring:
The ice is melting!
The snow forgets what the birds remember,
A living root dispels December!

Summer:
The heat disfigures the soil.
The sun glares angrily
Till the clouds sweat tears.

Autumn:
Summer is over,
The moon strips the trees of leaves
And paints their bark with silver starlight.


Comments about A Calendar by John Thorkild Ellison

  • Rookie - 299 Points Adeline Foster (6/20/2010 2:53:00 PM)

    This is exquisite; what a wonderful picture you paint of the turning year. Invite you to read my ‘Home Is’.
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  • Freshman - 687 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (3/12/2010 2:30:00 AM)

    Loved this view of the seasons. Try 'Underfoot' when you've a spare minute, Regards. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Raynette Eitel (1/19/2010 10:02:00 AM)

    I like the way you have set this up, John...and I see that your calendar year in England is a bit different from the USA. We talk more about the colors of autumn...but I love the last line of Autumn. Good work. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,148 Points Marieta Maglas (1/9/2010 12:06:00 PM)

    wonderful metaphor
    The snow forgets what the birds remember

    wonderful descriptive poem about seasons

    10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Fred Babbin (1/5/2010 1:02:00 PM)

    Your imagery is quite catching (I cn't think of a better word) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 19, 2010


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