Seasonal Poems - Poems about Seasonal

Summer stares, graceful as the quiet chirps birdsong, let’s sing along… joy unfolding, on wings listening for His voice in the heart, the soul, anyplace growing old, while the summer restores the heart, the soul breaking out in sweats of golden sunlight, bursting from the heat melodies so sweet… gently playing against the ache of a silent knowing, His love unfolding, like a distant star, reflecting all...

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A frigid spell of arctic air adorns the tranquil western scene; a stunning glimpse of fall’s affair with spring’s vivacious flower queen. When autumn’s cooling wind combines with April's warming playful breeze, a whirling tempest paints designs on grounds of winter’s icy freeze. On sculptured hills of milky snows October's tepid finger strolls, and May's...

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I hope that the sun melts away And the air gets quietens down Soon I’ll be waiting here For the light to leave my shoulders And the winds to get cooler It’s a shame That things like this become Something to be feared The seasonal swings graze My ear And I’ve only just started summer break But I’m tired of the beating sun Down my back ...

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wrens crowd the feeder awaiting their finest chance ~ seeds strewn all over ...

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Scavenging squirrels search for acorns, scratching old stumps from trees. Scampering up my sugar maple, they steal my bird feeder seeds. Sleepy salamanders wake from their slumber to search on slippery stones for a spider lunch and a caterpillar filled home. Pigeons flock together to peacefully perch on an church. Puddles are for parched puppies who...

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The sun does beam Over many a quick stream That run into valleys flourishing with floral Where the wind howls with seemingly no morals It lashes out it's rage against swaying, tall trees High doe they stand, and far doe they see Rain falls light Unless cursed with the winds' might But on hot, Summers' eves Does the wind blow little but leaves Cooling and...

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Over lush green mounds Did stand many thriving towns They did spread over vast azure pools With help from shipbuilders' mighty tools And mighty were the first to land on those shores Valiant are they now in myth and lores Strong were those who weilded weapons in battle Stronger yet were those content with land and cattle Amongst the trees so dark and...

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The fresh blue sky A sign that Perhaps the Spring has sprung. Sharp cool passing showers Confirmation of the fact That YES Spring has begun....

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I’ll be gone this summer. It’s just a fact of life. One day when the moon settles into the heavens and the hazy heat loses its grip on the day, I’ll walk to the woods and never emerge. I’ll become one with the earth, take my last breaths to the sounds of crickets and squirrels scurrying to their treetop homes. It’s not particularly...

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In the backwoods of my soul where dreams are lost and moments grow cold among the bitter of a winter’s storm as embers of frosty feelings ooze through the melancholic drifting, nomadic, aimless guilty of only the grief brought to life in the twilight reflections still and weathered wearied by the truth forever and always colored in hues soundless music, foretelling wings like leaves, dancing free hovering beneath the...

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silver snowflakes s h i n e s h o w i n g seasonal secrets slumbers ...

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winter unfolds- galanthus nivalis in the woodland ...

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Feminism not a cause for the season not a “select”…only not a choice to adorn….”esg” not a biscuit to crumble…stale not a tick in the books not to bat away like a gnat not to wash away…a sandcastle not for a cause…far far away not in the land of a female monarch not one queen, more than one not witnessed…anywhere else A graveyard of...

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Glints flashing, gloss on dew washed dawns as sun dances in glowing flames soft flow of light like graceful swans autumn mist swells, playing her games as sun dances in glowing flames kindness prepares the voice of grace autumn mist swells, playing her games easing heartbreak time can’t erase kindness prepares the voice of grace secret faith mends melancholy easing heartbreak time can’t erase raising moods...

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Cooling, God is innate He's more than nature He's all in everything he whispers the wind He's cold and cool His breath warm All at once His hands, arms ~ Grace embraced For the autumn fall For the winters season For the spring butterfly For summer's daughter's birth, Daddy Abba Father we thank you for It all no reasons ~ Just praise report You are everything and everything you are hallelujah and Amen We...

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