Four Seasons Of The Year Poem by Miranda Sss
Four Seasons Of The Year
Breezes are blowing,
leaves are falling,
a chill is in the air.
Winter is coming,
farmers harvesting,
green foliage is rare.
Snow gently descending,
children playfully sledding,
many a frosted roof.
Badgers burrowing,
squirrels scurrying,
bears are keeping aloof.
Spring is arriving,
birds once again flying,
young deer scamper around.
Rain softly pattering,
streams slowly trickling,
colorful flowers abound.
Boats a-sailing,
people swimming,
summer is finally here.
Berries a-ripening,
everyone gathering,
off to another year!
I love your use of words specially in these parts<'squirrels scurrying, bears are keeping aloof.'<- I can see it happening in my minds eye. Oh, I love this part, 'Rain softly pattering, streams slowly trickling, colorful flowers abound.' Anyway, I found your poem to be very craftly put together.. The 2nd part doesn't mention a season... hmm Maybe its the first one that doesn't contain the word autumn... hmm but maybe it is intentional... I like it. ^_^
Miranda, A really interest poem. I fully enjoyed every line.
I liked this poem, but I think the parenthetical in unnecessary. Some good images, it took me all round the year.
I like the way you start with autumn rather than spring. A pleasantly evocative poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/26/2024 6:52:46 AM # 1.0.0
Hi Miranda! Thanks for reading my poem. I like yours very much. Those 'aloof bears' are popular with me as well. The close captures the cyclical nature of the seasons with much skilll. Have great success in all your hobbies! You are a poet! Glenn B.