Sandra Haight Poet Sonnet

The Winds of Change

   
   I feel it in the air- the winds of change.
Short days are darker, and cold nights are long.
   Unlike that phase of spring that did arrange
for skipping in the meadows with a song.

   The winds of change- I feel are in the air.
With summer gone, I yearn for its delights;
   those nimble days- enjoying everywhere
the spring rebirth, matured by summer rites.

   For sure, those winds of change took over fall;
each vibrant tree sheds leaves in layers deep.
   Dried limbs and brittle trunks answer the call
from winter- with their feebleness must sleep.

And, as the winds of change are here for me-
   I share my brittleness with winter's tree.


November 19, 2020

~3rd Place~
Contest: Winds Of Change
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 11/28/2020

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Linda Alice Fowler November 30, 2020 at 9:22 AM Nicely written Sandra. :) Congratulations on the win! Linda

John Hamilton November 29, 2020 at 8:26 AM Nice write Sandra congrats!