Thomas King Poet Rhyme

A Season Passes

Winter came
As night stood still
Bringing with it
A bitter chill

Limbs stripped naked
Of summers soft green
By autumn winds
Strong and mean

In pale meadow grasses
Life does creep 
Preparing for 
A winter’s sleep. 

Solstice moon rises
In a dark starry sky
As the final autumn day
Blows silently by.

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Kelly Crenshaw January 22, 2014 at 6:34 PM vivid.very good.!!

Anne-Lise Andresen January 22, 2014 at 8:09 AM - Have to admit that I like spring and summer best .... but, a great poem Thomas ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Rex Mccoy January 22, 2014 at 7:56 AM When I was younger, I used to look forward to winter, with lots of snow. These days, it's only fascination I find, is its beauty... Fresh falling snow on an evenings walk or sun glistening on ice covered countryside after freezing rain. Everything else seems to fall to the down side for me anymore. :) Your piece brings back old memories