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Seasons Come and Go

Birds bedded down. The cool air circulates. Whispers of crickets. The black noise hushes. Yawns give way to tears - the ducts erupting. An autumnal wave crashes over me. It’s obvious how seasons come and go, as mom’s settled in purple urn - the ashes keep; without incandescence in her sleep.

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Paige Hind

Date: 9/26/2023 2:47:00 PM

I feel your very loss of words, Kim... beautiful poem.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 9/26/2023 4:00:00 AM

A jewel of a poem with so full of imagery. Hugs Kim.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/25/2023 8:16:00 PM

Wow! Such a seamless interweaving of the darkening of seasons with the darkening of life. Fantabulous write, Kim. ~ Tears duly jerked out of me...

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 9/25/2023 10:16:00 AM

Seasons come and go as life waxes and wanes. We all will eventually fade into oblivion. A wonderful tribute to the seasons.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 11:49:00 AM

We will…don’t we know it. So strange to think of how many years before we ever arrived. God bless you, Jerry!

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 9/24/2023 5:07:00 PM

This is truly beautiful Kim yet so sad hugs Shadow

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/24/2023 6:44:00 PM

Thank you, Shadow!

Ink Empress

Date: 9/24/2023 9:04:00 AM

This is one of my fave poems by you, truly so beautiful, the imagery and descriptve flow of this and depth of emotions so poetically delivered , especially felt it so much as you wrote “ moms settled in purple urn, the ashes, “ so poignant and heartfelt. Sigh, seasons come and go indeed. Sending you light always

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/24/2023 6:45:00 PM

Thank you so much! I appreciate your comment. Even as I was writing those last lines, it was hard and person. <3