Sue Mason Poet Free verse

Changing Season

Crystal white  
dew crunches underfoot ...
late winter
late spring
freezing air in April
what will summer bring?

Old folks always talk
about the weather ...
the rain now masking the daily fear
of death.

Its getting closer
permeating consciousness
with its insidious reality.

Yes, what will summer bring
and will I survive
another winter
is how the mind begins
to tally the sand
as it flows through the hour glass
crystal white.

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Raul Moreno May 3, 2009 at 6:33 PM Wow, 3 great entires...Raul

Yoni Dvorkis April 28, 2009 at 7:01 AM Good luck to you as well Sue. Looks like you got me beat by one:) I like this one a lot. It seems so innocent and sweet then all of a sudden the fear of death creeps in and I start thinking of that fable with the ant and the grasshopper.

Syed Amaan Ahmad March 31, 2009 at 9:43 PM good job!

Sharon Winter March 31, 2009 at 6:31 AM Congrats Sue on all 3 poems making it through to the first round! Good luck in the finals. Love, Shar

Brian Strand March 31, 2009 at 2:11 AM Congrats on your success in the PS contest.Best wishes for the next round Sue with all three entries.Rgds Brian

Orma Sullivan March 30, 2009 at 5:25 PM WOW! Sue, congratulations on having three of your well-deserved poems chosen. Good luck in the finals. All best, LOL, Orma

Heidie Buys March 30, 2009 at 3:22 PM Awesome poem Sue. Congratulations on having three poems in the finals. Well done and best wishes for the final round. Love Heidie

Daver Austin November 12, 2008 at 11:20 AM Is this the fear of a young person talking or the fear of an ancient? Whatever, the piece sounds much like me at 80 years. I would counsel a younger person to get rid of the hour glass. This is outstanding work. Congrats on the selection. Love, daver

Chitra Lakhera November 12, 2008 at 3:56 AM This is such a fine work of words:) With changing seasons, we do allow our thoughts to wonder and believe. Just loved the metaphors. Words can be so magical sometimes:) Well deserved!! Love, Chitra

Carrie Richards November 10, 2008 at 4:25 PM This is so real, Sue! Old folks talking about the weather...I never thought of it that way! Very well deserved for being featured! Outstanding poem! ~ Carrie

Sharon Winter November 10, 2008 at 8:16 AM Warmest congrats dear Sue on an awesome featured write! Love, Shar

Carol Sunshine Brown November 10, 2008 at 4:09 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poem being featured this week Sue.Love, Carol

Brian Strand November 10, 2008 at 12:41 AM Congrats on your feature this week Rgds Brian.Verse one is a beautiful 'near' tanka in itself.

Vince Suzadail Jr. November 9, 2008 at 4:58 PM Hey Sue those damn seasons keep changing faster and faster as we get older so I decided for Lent, I'm going to give up aging. Congratulations on "Changing Season" being featured. Vince

November 9, 2008 at 4:00 PM Beautiful imagery in this one. A second poem featured this week! Congratulations. Keep up the good writing. Karen

September 10, 2008 at 7:33 PM Wonderful images forward your thoughts in this poem. I just read a post of yours that said you hadn't been here in awhile. I miss your talent. Let me know when you start posting again. I am eager to read your work. Hope all is going well for you. Karen