Matthew Holloway

Freshman - 850 Points (10 June 1978 / Cheshire, England)

Ode To Winter - Poem by Matthew Holloway

Ode to winter
Ode, ode to the winter
What music plays to sonnet
While a world drifts to sleep
Leaves curl and flowers bow
Birds take flight to a further place
A touch of frost creeps in
Stealing the landscape of its colour
Soon all shall be held motionless
In the still of a winters season
Now in all its changing
The beauty and perfection of life
Is left open to be witnessed
Savoured by the eye of an artist
To feed the soul, nourish the heart
This melancholy season
This changing landscape
What beauty it reveals
In an ode to the winter

Comments about Ode To Winter by Matthew Holloway

  • Gold Star - 5,218 Points Walterrean Salley (9/19/2014 9:33:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem. The verses are smooth and easy flowing. Full of inspirational. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 13, 2011

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