Changing Seasons Poems | Examples
These Changing Seasons poems are examples of Seasons poems about Changing. These are the best examples of Seasons Changing poems written by international poets.
The Ever-Changing Crown
A root that grips the turning world,
A silent anchor, tightly curled,
Supports a truth both somber and clear:
The life and death of every year.
A realm of silvered Winter,
Where boughs are stark, a frozen splinter,
The grey sky hangs, a promise kept,
That life beneath has merely slept.
Then, bursting forth, a blush of Spring,
The cherry bough begins to sing,
With clouds of petals, soft and pink,
A hopeful dream upon the brink.
Next, a heart of sun-drenched Summer,
A canopy of vivid comer.
The leaves are lush, a fortress green,
The shade a cool, majestic screen.
And where the vibrant curtain falls,
The bronze and scarlet Autumn calls,
With gold and russet, fire-kissed hues,
A final glory the tree renews.
Though separate seasons frame the sight,
One single spirit burns so bright.
It wears all gowns, from snow to flame,
And knows the seasons by their name.
A living clock, a steady sign,
Of passing time, and art divine.
An inner joy of slow spring rise
it dances a trot with late cold
weatherman is presumptive bold
wisely wheeling announces nigh
Dream garden awakes undisguised
an inner joy of slow spring rise
hangs itself up over hedge fence
beauty arrives in flimsy sense
We flit out of seasons changing
red butterflies flutter dancing
an inner joy of slow spring rise
in wood cabin room curls surprise
Last few tasks of winter now gone
dissolving barren bleakness worn
floating away in green grass dawn
an inner joy of slow spring rise
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leaves changing color
colors red, yellow, crimson
falling to the ground
The Autumn colours of gold,
Vibrant colours on display,
Red, green and gold leaves so bold.
Leaves falling to the ground,
Dancing and softly swaying,
A crisp, crunching sound.
A blanket of beauty,
As the days turn cold,
Changing of the seasons,
As the Autumn colours unfold!
MAGICAL!!
September is slowly slipping away
Colours, they are changing day after day
Trees are shedding their lovely leafy charms
All is becoming quiet on the farms
Excitement is growing in each child's heart
Anticipating Santa's's sleigh ride start.
For the first time
in two months...
I closed the door,
summer is fading
into the crispness of fall.
Flower blossoms are poor,
yet production is rich,
creating seed
for spring's progeneration.
Leaves begin trading
their summer attire
for the season's new color,
as I clean out the hearth
for a cozy night's fire.
A reason for Seasons,
All things have their season,
Everything happens for a reason,
Existence is teasing us,
Pleasing us in return.
Our flame continues to burn,
As we turn into the experience,
Taking chance after chance,
Growing into a dance.
A romance with life,
Fighting for flight,
Shining bright,
Fruits hold on tight.
Excited for the harvest,
Only when it's ripest,
Will it taste the best,
The beating in your chest,
Experiences the rest.
As you test the waters,
Tasting the wonders,
A roar thunders through the realm,
Awareness at the helm.
Awakening earths element,
You are what I meant,
Walking the firmament,
Lying dormant,
Wondering where it went.
The reason you were sent,
A changing environment,
Soon to be forgotten,
As the rest of the fruit lies rotten.
Feeling downtrodden,
Pushed to the end,
Until life sends a spark,
Lifting us from the dark.
Embarking on a new season,
A reason for being,
Seeing love in everything,
Singing for all to see,
The new growth on your tree.
Thanx for the spark Soulsters?
Have a beautiful day
August dreams of...softness
Listen to the gentle hush of its breezes flowing through the drying grass
look around at the green trees now past their peak fading in the dimming sun
The late summer is ready to embrace his child of Goldenrod growing tall and ready to bud
August dreams of, the scent of cooling pavement hanging in the evening air
The days growing shorter second by second
With sangria saturated sunsets reflecting off of dragonfly wings as they feast on the brink of night
While youth laments the changing of time
August dreams of letting go.....
Crisp chills of air betwixt the leaves;
Uninterrupted,their autumnal descent.
Shed from clusters of molting trees,
Color fades from limbs barren and bent.
Branches shiver in the shifting wind,
Foretelling colder times to come.
Wynorrific,a blood red moon
Strikes fear into the hearts of some.
Dreary clouds adorn the sky,
As mist enshrouds the ground.
Moonlight shadows cast ambient
Cascades of darkness all around.
Loneliness seems surrounding
Throughout this season of change.
Twysts and Turns of Time
Make no two years the same.
Though ever-changing in its nature,
Autumn holds a coveted place
Midst two giants of hot and cold;
A perfect meld of temperate solace.
Hence is Autumn's epitome:
Change and Desolace reign king;
Of Winter's deathly grip
The prophetic winds do sing.
a crisp august night
evokes vibrant changing leaves ~
autumn's bitter kiss
Burning like fever in the spring
our love affair was on the wing
then drifted away on the summer wind
now I'm thinking of you
how good it used to be
holding on to precious memories
and every teardrop has a tale to tell
every teardrop fills a wishing well
changing like autumn leaves that fall
your love it comes and goes
then melts away with the winter snows
and I'm dreaming of you
things we used to do
holding out for those eyes of blue
and every teardrop it blinds reminds
every little teardrop brings me back to you
would that I could
say the words to mend
the heartache heartbreak
of this summer's end
“Winter is coming”
I looked at my other, shaking my head
“Darling, it’s Spring”
She just looked at me blankly
“Winter is coming”
I opened my eyes and roll over to the empty spot next to me
The cold breeze had finally arrived
Sending a chill through my veins
Freezing over my heart
These four walls had once contained warmth like a nice summer’s day
Now my only companion is the ice that now surrounds me
Warmth now a delusion
Winter is coming
Had I understood her warning
I would’ve bundled up a lot sooner
Four seasons but I’m the only one who’s changing
Everytime I fall asleep she arrives once again
Swirling around my mind like the Autumn leaves
But for now
Winter is here and it plans to stay.
Leaves are floating by
Windows, nights are drawing in
Cooling Southern times....
Cooler breezes give us relief from the stifling heat,
A signal autumn is coming, and summer is in full retreat.
Leaves on the trees turn yellow, orange, red and brown,
As the days grow shorter, they eventually find their way to the ground.
As temperatures continue to cool, animals prepare for the cold months ahead,
Birds, reptiles, and mammals make ready for longer nights and shorter days instead.
Diminished daylight triggers an internal clock,
Signaling waterfowl to fly south, virtually non-stop.
Monarch butterflies commence migrating to their winter home,
Flying thousands of miles, their wings beating in cadence to an internal metronome.
As days pass, daylight shrinks and nighttime expands,
Driven by the earth’s voyage around the sun as we have come to understand.
As the outdoor world starts changing, all plants and animals adjust,
Preparing for the formidable winter ahead is a necessity, a must.
Plants start dropping seeds while animals gather food stores - their pre-winter haul,
It’s that time of year again, a time we call Fall.
crimson autumn leaves
painting winter's white canvas~
The final brushstroke