Seasons Imagery Poems

Clouds of grey hues,
Swim across the air above. 
A dove is flying high,
Racing to reach his nest below. 

You can feel the rain, 
Drizzling droplets...

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In the city of snow 
Dressed in precious white
He sits on the stool of glow
Covered in fiery light

Thunder and lightning
Fire meets sound
The sight is frightening
Rumblings...

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The sun is setting
Upon this new spring evening.
Winds are whispering
Lovely birds are all chirping,
As the trees are all blossoming....

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The wind, a constant noise, keeps roiling on,
blows through bare branches with the leaves long gone,
cool April’s chill is warmer than the snow,
up in the...

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Showered with petals, long since gone,
Silk cloth exchanged for armour strong,
The transparent walls imprison souls,
No heart or living thought consoled.

Our presence blurred in mirrors cracked,
For...

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I knowest there'd be rime aplenty,
forthwith I see frozed sea of many
unlearned sorts who'd unread apiece
of Dante's acclaimed centerpiece
for had they'd all, with certainty ......

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The sun beats brighter than it did last month,
with mercury up in the low forties,
my time is running out for winter fun,
March is such a...

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There's an earthiness to each scented breeze
and a warm caress in the Sun's embrace,
unveiling the telltale signs of Spring's tease.

The ice melts as rivers slowly...

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Leaves longing on settled limbs, tongues of green
savoring sweetened rays of saffron Sun,
claim this crowning hall a new day to be.
Mother's morning prayers hath long...

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rain 
will set 
the flowers 
to blossoming; 
sunflowers in fields 
will follow the noon Sun 
when spring at last rolls around 
bare trees will be...

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Verdant prairies, lush foothills,
Yellow tulips, golden daffodils,
Waltzing with magnolia’s zeal
Flamboyant in spring’s appeal.

Thundering showers, mirthful bees,
Burbling rivers, roaring seas,
Birds chirping, roaming carefree,
Buoyant, reveling summer’s glee.

Autumn...

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The sky becomes a deepened blue,
like army coats of yore,
clings to the trees atop the hills,
settles on valley floor.

The sun is gone but dim lingers
upon...

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ice on my window
falling snow, falling eyelids
freezing makes me warm
...

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Seasons bring ... the nights, Machiavelli's
Corvus corax or ravens, hints, rallies
birds of good and evil, biblically,
and birds of a feather, ominously,
fed Elijah; 1 Kings 17:...

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Imagine ... our continental divide,
seen by nose lengthers who are not sharp-eyed.
The Yellow-Bellied Marmots, host the most,
from the northernmost down off the west coast.
There are...

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