There are four seasons every year on earth.
They are Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.
The season now is like boiling water.
This season is mostly good for the plants.
Well, experts say that plants need much sunlight.
All living things need sunlight to live too.
It’s so hot, but need to get used to it.
Oh, the sun! The sun! The bright shining sun!
Some brightness is enough to light up sky.
Not too few and not too much that hurts eyes.
We know you’re here by looking up the sky.
You are gone above when he starts to cry.
You make nature and humans have new life.
You may be there until the end of life.
bells ringing
Streets corner singing
Window shopping
People stopping
Walking talking smiling
On phone this goes on
Thur out this time.
Holidays is near
It's the
BEST TIME Of YEAR
It's that time of year
The sun's rays now feel near
With the time change comes some hope
Look and See! ~ Two kids skipping rope
Spring this time of year
has left my games behind
who warrants a secret?
I've left my pride behind
when you try to find a reason?
and its fanfare is forfeit
There's a labyrinth you delve
and you reinvent sorrow
with no one to comfort you
From the old World ugly and evil
then pay for mans Absolution
His Star, still... Glows Bright! Amen.
Tis...that...time of year
when thoughts...
turn to Celestial...things
when...amid visions of centuries past
Hope is gathered and...rings!
Tis that time of year
when hearts...
ensue a glance of imperishable...gates
with the reminders of a Silent Night
so received with gratitude...sate!
Tis when...
the Joy and anticipation of celebrating
a prophesied birth...
touches here and there
and begins to seep throughout the earth
When Peace...
like a warm blanket...
is a 'Presence' that surely can be felt
drawing those so far away...near
recalling...shepherds and kings that knelt!
Tis...
when the...Love...which gives the reason
to embrace the marvelous season...glares
and is acknowledged...miraculously...
filling...the air!
Yes! indeed, it is here...
Tis that...Wondrous...Time of year!
ISAIAH 7:14 & 9:6
copyright: jmsbell-11/29/2017
Please come inside; see right away
the Christmas cards that I display
in the hall around a mirror.
I love this special time of year.
Then in my living room you’ll see
trimmed red and gold – a handsome tree
where loved ones soon will gather near.
I love this special time of year.
A table holds a manger scene.
Some shepherds and the Wise Men lean
to worship the Lord’s son so dear.
I love this special time of year.
On another table view
some figurines – more than a few.
There’s Santas, elves and snowmen here!
I love this special time of year.
Come to my kitchen. Smell the treats -
salty Chex mix and lots of sweets.
Let’s make a toast to bring good cheer.
I love this special time of year.
Nov. 30, 2022
for Writing Challenge - Write A Christmas Poem - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
It's here- that special time of year- once more,
when autumn leaves bid their farewell to trees
to spread bright cheer o'er summer's old decor.
The velvet green that covered them before-
no longer kissed by summer's gentle breeze.
It's here- that special time of year, once more.
Such lovely, pastel blooms, the summer bore;
now sturdy plants of bright fall colors, please-
to spread bright cheer o'er summer's old decor.
Along a path, or gracing a front door-
they can withstand temps lower in degrees;
it's here- that special time of year- once more.
The autumn paints new landscapes to explore
warm, burnished scenes before the winter freeze;
to spread bright cheer o'er summer's old decor.
As autumn splays its red and gold splendor-
for sure, this beauty always will appease.
It's here- that special time of year, once more
to spread bright cheer o'er summer's old decor.
November 3, 2022
Premiere Contest: Third-Person Villanelle
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
Lavender clouds streaked across the clear sky
With pink clouds looking like candy spread between
As the sunrise began, all was clearly seen,
Through the bare trees on the mountain sides
A spectacular view sprawled across the mountain tops
With a striking beginning to a new day
Multi-colors with crisp, cool air to breathe
An awakening here, that only this time of year can bring
Heidi Sands
10/31/22
Christmastime is here again, but this year there's an inflation hike
Santa can't afford to feed his reindeer or pay his elves, now they're all on strike
time to show love
it comes from above
beware time to share
its comes once a year
christmas is near
give do gods will
its its
BEST TIME OF THE YEAR
It's that time of year
that Jews hold very dear
Called the 'High Holidays'
followed by Sukkoth
a sort of 'Harvest Ballet'
A good time to take stock
of how one uses the clock
To give the schedule a tweak
to change up one's week
So, I'll be posting a lot less
Let's hope for the best...
Then perhaps come back strong ~
Until then, good luck and so long!
~ Here's to everyone's health and happiness! ~
It's that time of year once more,
Where we gather with family and loved ones.
With the glow of the tree lights
We laugh and we sing
About all the good tidings
That this season will bring
But good tidings won't arrive
For those who struggle to survive
In their box from bin
Empty from the gift within
It's their home on the street
People walk on by without a glance
Not even a care
That this home doesn't even cover their feet
So spare a thought, or even a gift
For those out there
Who's love they want to give
But with no family, no loved ones to care
This is a burden I'm willing to bear
A blanket, a pillow or even a bed
A wish of a merry Christmas
Is all that needs said.
Beside the sea I stand alone
The water speaks in undertone
There’s in the air melancholy
I stand alone beside the sea.
The sky is veiled in shades of grey
My frame of mind in disarray
This train of thoughts has been derailed
In shades of grey the sky is veiled.
This time of year I think of you
Your presence missed, and then on cue
Emotions spill with every tear
I think of you this time of year.
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© 26th June 2020
Autumn
A fine time of year
Its not the same as the other seasons, remember
Autumn has an exceptional allure and aroma
Autumn is the time when the elements are askew
Neither friend or foe,neither beast or beauty
Winter It's not the season I savor
The unwelcomed anguish
The atrocious winds and the inhumane iciness
and a yearning for daffodils to revel themselves
Springtime when nature will absolve itself of winter.
Arriving with a placid assuage.
Rapidly maturing into summer
The abundant days of summer,with its unkind heat
Days once ardent
Will soon quench us again.
Returning to autumn
A fine time of year.
its time to care
your aware
that its near
and time to give a can
together all must stand
be to give willing
this
TIME OF YEAR
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