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Poem Details | by EMMANUEL SAMSON |
Categories: death, faith, imagination, lost love, love, nature, on writing and words, philosophy, sea, seasons, song-time,

STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....


Poem Details | by Gerard Keogh |
Categories: death, nature, seasons, winter, winter,

October Brings No Rest For These

Emerald etchings are given birth 
to bask their lives in summer's sun, 
until brushing brutal winters cheek, 
They cower yellow; brown undone. 
Swirling down onto concrete pyres, 
They somersault to a random grave. 
The earth lays claim to copper corpses 
But the winter wind is a cunning knave. 
It finds and flips the fallen fibers, 
then flings them crisply to the street. 
The failing sheaves of burnt magenta, 
tossed like chaff from harvest wheat. 
Now strewn about with playful malice, 
and denied the resting place they crave, 
for the golden sun is a glint of amber, 
but the winter wind is a chilling knave.

Poem Details | by Sam Beloved |
Categories: analogy, birth, creation, devotion, earth, flower, nature,

Seasons of Life and Death

Under the care of sun and rain
My leaves have unfurled
My buds have burst forth
My own will has been done
This was my beginning
Through the seasons
Spring brought me to life
Summer grew me to new heights
The fall must come sometime
The frost will encase my barbs
And I will return to meditation
Waiting patiently for my rebirth
For your light to peek through clouds
Your moon to hold me within night
When spring returns...
I will dance in the wind
A never ending flower

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: death, seasons, tree,

FOREVER AUTUMN

 
I enter
the third season of my life
approaching my Autumn years
 
I marvel
at the shriveled withered leaves 
as they silently swirl in the wind
 
I see 
russet, brown and golden ones fall
their decay will soon rejuvenate the soil
 
I bend
to examine a fallen wrinkled leaf
its veins a reminder of aged wizened hands
 
I know
my final wish will be granted
when I'm scattered like leaves upon the ground



16/4/18


Poem Details | by Chantelle Anne Cooke |
Categories: angel, death, introspection,

Soul Seasons

The Reaper can be bribed…with love
Sizzling scythe sings through spirits simultaneously Once we slip from our faces…where do we embrace? Wings wrap around our souls and we flutter and fly The irony? Death teaches us how to save lives… July 26th 2020 Contest: Four Lines Sponsor: Constance La France First Place

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: birth, death, seasons,

Cycles

The rosebud blooms—makes its grand debut 
in joyous spring.  Day by day, its
petals open wide—all stages lead to
fullness in the end. When autumn air
delivers chill, its petals drop as life
and death their endless duet sing. It
then awaits new life next spring when
The rosebud blooms—makes its grand debut

© Sandra M. Haight 2014 
   All Rights Reserved


~8th Place~
Contest 8 Lines 7 Words Enjambment
Sponsor: Rick Pairse

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: change, death, people, seasons,

Seasons End

In spring he complained
It was always way to wet
The sound of chirping birds 
Would make him get upset

He thought summer is drier
But when summer came it was hot
It was a far far worse season
At least that's what he thought

Perhaps he'd prefer the autumn
Cooler air and shorter days
Still the problem with autumn
Is that autumn rarely stays

Soon winter was upon him
He could feel it within his bones
Buried deep beneath the ground
They covered his grave with stones

For him the seasons were a problem
He wasted away all his days
What was gifted was extraordinary
Yet it never met with any praise!

Written April 7th 2016
For Shadow's Seasons Contest.

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: hope, seasons

A DEATH IN THE SUN

At last
At last we know
He was not always to be
He was not permanent
Not the everlasting punished
Not the everlasting punisher
Not some northern Prometheus
Caught
Caught stealing ice and snow
From a northern God’s Olympus

Today
Today I see
See the slush-puddle formed
Where he stood
Where the snowman stood
‘Neath roiling    blasted skies
Looking out
Looking straight ahead
With cold    blue-crystal eyes

Today 
Today I see
See the clear puddle formed
Faintly rippling in the wind
Reflecting
Reflecting VICTORY!
Reflecting sky’s ultimate
Her searing    golden eye


Poem Details | by Meggan Rogalski |
Categories: death, life, nature, passion, peace, seasons, time, me,

The trail of the dying sun

The trail of the dying sun
told me of your tears
and the west wind
brought me your name

The river spoke
of all our fears
the ocean
felt the same

The earth waits to receive your bones
and your spirit be cradled by sky
all we are is dust and thought
dust and thought until we die

Poem Details | by Emily Kroeger |
Categories: faith, friendship, happiness, hope, life, loss, nature, peace, sad, sea, seasons, sympathy, thank you, time, uplifting

Denial

Being in denial is like sitting in an empty house,
with a moonlit forest behind it.

Coming out of denial is the new bird,
that comes and stays a while, with that little 
empty house, but when winter comes, 
he is off on a journey from the heavens above.

Poem Details | by Bernard Chan |
Categories: autumn, color, funeral, imagery, nature, seasons, summer,

Red


from afar, leaves like uncounted catatonic fires  
huddled close
pinned to the chill air

a pointillist’s love affair with a hundred shades of red

the ground is a fresh wound, edgeless 

a breeze worries the boughs 
stokes the hanging flames into quivering  
crimsons 
scarlets 
vermilions 
renegade ambers

a slow burn resumes

accompanied by a susurrus of sighs 
a dirge for a season

and the summer sky, now turned slate,
is cremated

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: absence, death, lost, memory, seasons,

to weep in misery of bitter truth



climbing stairways within my mind 
I sit alone this silent night
and play a song upon the keys
in quiet melody to find relief
for many days have come and gone
and no ones here to share my song
for you have passed like seasons change
from sunlit beauty to wind and rain
where flowers no longer sway in tune
to weep in misery of bitter truth




Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: death, seasons,

The DEAD

Ring-a-ling, it's scintillating Spring
What a hummer -- sizzling Summer
Have a ball! It's foliage Fall
  The absolute pits, sir
  ~ The DEAD of winter

Poem Details | by Marycile Beer |
Categories: nature, seasons, sympathy,

The Forest

A sanctuary
Attacked by lightening
Smoldering embers

Poem Details | by Carolyn Henderson |
Categories: faith, life, grief,

TIME FOR ALL SEASONS

Time for all seasons is his plan,
roaming all of nature’s land.

Flowers bloom, their brightness fade,
Waters of life, we drink and wade.

Flowers spent, with grief we cry,
gazing upon the heavens high.

In seek of comfort, joy, and peace,
birds sing soothing, grief release.

Breath of breeze whispers love,
from the Holy one above.

Trees of shelter for mortal man,
until He holds us in his hand.

Love and peace for eternity!



For:  Brian Strand's 
        Poem of Faith Contest
        Won Honorable Mention
        July 1, 2010

Poem Details | by Ken Duddle |
Categories: death, life, seasons,

C'est La Vie

Like a winter’s night Death often arrives too soon. And lasts far too long.

Poem Details | by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: family, life, love, nature, seasons, social, sympathy, me,

The Rain Lily

The majestic, strong-willed beauty I hardly know
Hued in perfection of limpid white, pink and yellow
Ever steady and loyal to the rich soil I’ve never sow

Rendering sweet bloom, even if, my summer waned
Alive always at the onset of rain…of sorrow and pain
At the lowest ebb of life, a smile, from you I truly gain
Nurturing in silence the swollen heart, again and again

Lovely charm of floral trumpet shaped lives, without me
In a tiny pot, but never raise a hue and cry, for me to see
Lonesome solitude, besetting her when cold winters pee
Yet, she keeps and maintains a rare elegance, just for me

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: adventure, animal, april, autumn, baby, beautiful, beauty, business, caregiving, child, childhood, cowboy-western, dad, dance, dark, death, dedication, devotion, dream, easter, education, faith, family, flower, food, happiness, happy, life, love, miracle, mystery, people, rain, science, seasons, summer, thank you, thanksgiving, tree, tribute, uplifting, work,

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: appreciation, autumn, beautiful, change, creation, seasons, tree,

Autumn Colours , Death So Bold

Autumn Colors (Death So Bold)

Resting upon cold , hard ground
leaves depleted Autumn's gold 
Solid vapors soon are found
in rested spirits of old
colors so bright, death so bold

09-02-2014

English Quintain  Rhyme Scheme a. b. a. b. b. 
No specified measure 


Note:  Not required but given as reference only...
Syllables Per Line:  7 7 7 7 7  
Total # Syllables:  35  
Total # Lines:  5

Poem Details | by Rakesh Arava |
Categories: blessing, eulogy, god, heaven, weather,

Days and Seasons of God

All sunny days gone
Lovely memories remain
sing a hymn.Amen.

Poem Details | by Amelia Harmon |
Categories: april, beauty, change, death, seasons, snow, spring,

Sakura

Those cloud clad trees
of early spring, too soon do
cover earth with snow.

Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: confusion, death, history, natural disasters, nature, seasons,

Hurricanes

Nature’s wrath supreme
Tearing down humanity
Human grace denied

Poem Details | by Doug Vinson |
Categories: death, life, seasons,

What the Dead Said about their Favorite Song

Spring said to Summer,
Why don't you come along,
The ice has fully melted,
Can't go back to being wrong.

The Sun got in the spirit,
Started putting on a thong,
The Moon decreed that certain birds,
Would sing a nightly song.

Thought I was getting warmer,
Thought I was getting strong,
Autumn turned upon a heartbeat,
Turned me into Winter long.

Poem Details | by Wyatt Loethen |
Categories: adventure, allegory, animals, dedication, devotion, fear, holiday, hope, natural disasters, passion, philosophy, religion, seasons, sympathy, teen, thank you, war,

Einherjar

 
Another harsh Winter we must face It Matters not, no one can escape Fate Not Even The Gods With Bravery we shall Stand Strong In Care we shall advance onto Vigrid Fenrir Will Lay dead By Dawn's Perch Trim Your Nails, to Prevent Naglfar It's time to suit up; We Are The Einherjar Protector's of Ragnorak The Army of The Gods The Lovers of Valhalla All of Midgard will sing Of our triumph and their Defeat Sadly all will come, In a twinkling To An Utter End Madi, Magni, Sons of Thor Balder, Hod, Residence of Hel Lif, Lifthasir, of Yggdrasil Do us well Remembrance of our noble deeds Is all well enough Sing the Song We Are The Einherjar

Poem Details | by Dave Collins |
Categories: age, autumn, death, farewell, fire, high school, loss, nature, october, seasons, teen, weather, wind,

Rakes and Flames

As the dawn expells its authoritive cast; they awake, but are abandoned. They
turn--but their friend the sun ignores  and they understand.   They commune
their relationship and part with their memories;   and sigh.

They say their good-byes in a tone of fullfilment, but aface their anxieties
toward the skies for hope; but are denied. A clouded sky brings a chill in the 
air and a rustling of rakes and flames. 

Old as hell, written in HS for publication, circa 1971 by me. When I was young in the 60's in Ohio, we burned leaves in our backyard; sometimes our household trash too. You had to be me to be there GV. Count me in as last place. Take care.