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Seasons (Silver Trophy)

 

Through Autumn’s days of golden hue

With summer gone, it’s joys behind

I sit and watch leaves fall askew

And daydream, as windows in my mind

 

Soon Winter comes, cold and dreary

The soft serenity of Autumn gone

My eyes grow sleepy, my bones weary

Skies darken,  sun’s warmth passed on

 

Through long days and longer nights

It seems as though they’ll never end

These overcast hours, hoping for sunny sights

Soon bring new dreams, life on the mend

 

As tiny crocus begin to bloom

A sign of Spring’s promise, of life once more

Sun shines its rays of light through the gloom

A preview of what we have in store

 

Summer soon is on its way

With days of warmth now on the rise

Perhaps this time it’s here to stay

Another term of life, each new surprise

 

As the seasons come and go

Each with new hopes and dreams

We simply accept what comes our way

And wonder what to us it means

 

Dee Garner

© February 18, 2009

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  • Wickedruby1 gold member
    August 28, 2009

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    Great

    You have covered the seasons so well and what they mean in our lives. The colors of Autmn are so beautiful,the first green of spring so anticipated,the cold of winter so dreaded yet so beautiful in it's own way if one is prepared.


  • poetryality silver member
    March 7, 2009

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    Congratulations on earning the Silver Cup!




    I was recently in Miami, Florida and it was warm in December. That freaked me out! If I could not enjoy all four seasons I would be sad because that is the environment I grew up in, and learned to love.

    Your poem sets all the "seasons" off with such splendor. This is very worthy of the merit received. Beautiful! I can't wait until Spring. As a matter of fact, we are getting a taste of Spring right now. It's 67 degrees here today. I'm loving it.



    Always ♥

    Renee


    • catz Moderators member
      March 7, 2009
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      Thank you, Renee. I know what you mean about the seasons. We don't really have seasons here in Phoenix, either. Not at all like Seattle where I'm from. I miss the seasons, even the rain... love the rain. And even after 12 years of living in Phoenix, I still miss the northwest... and the rain

      We went to Florida for three weeks in October. It was nice, no hurricanes.


      Dee


  • Yemassee gold member
    February 24, 2009

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    Congratulations on the silver. You're a mod, can I sell mine? I hope not because I deleted all mine a while ago, lol


  • lindaburns
    February 23, 2009

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    You have written a elegant, touching poem. Each season has its own magic and there is someone somewhere who absolutely loves each and every season. Good luck in the contest.


  • thepoetssoul
    February 22, 2009

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    Beautiful piece of poetry you have written
    Love the imagery and rhyme within
    A view into the changing of the seasons,
    and a wonderful message within.
    Be blessed in all you ever do.

    Tony


  • Hinemoa silver member
    February 22, 2009

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    Dear Dee, Our Summer here in New Zealand have been strange too, very hot days, then we get very wet and cold days, but, what can we do? We have to live with it and enjoy being alive. Beautiful poem.
    Good luck in the voting.
    Hine


  • Wesley Storer
    February 21, 2009

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    Right you are!

    I'm so weary of Winter. My eyes grow sleepy, my bones weary. You put it so well. Come Spring!


  • Yemassee gold member
    February 21, 2009
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    A lovely poem with a philosophical outlook. After-a -while we we do indeed just accept whatever comes ou way, happy that he are here to see it!

    Each season has a different mood I think, I like Spring the best I think.


  • gaze
    February 21, 2009

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    It seems that each year the seasons come in different ways. Cold Summer, warm Winters... but yes, we have to live with them the best way we can.
    Lovely poem Dee with a great truth about nature and humans


    • Yemassee gold member
      February 21, 2009
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      Dee, ask her to show you some of the photos of her in winter, where she's all bundled up like the Michelin man.


  • jenelda silver member
    February 21, 2009

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    Dear Dee, I love your poem very much and yes, we have to accept whatever weather we get, but i does get harder to bear when one gets so much heat. Good luck Dee.

    Jen


  • hugh wyles silver member
    February 20, 2009

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    Dear Dee,

    Here, we can't trust our seasons any more.
    Our Spring has gone and we should be in Summer.
    instead of which it doesn't cease to pour
    which, after two whole weeks, becomes a bummer.

    Day after day I wander by the sea
    hoping to glimpse some body there worthwhile.
    But there is no-one there at all but me
    and nary a bikini or a smile.

    The rain has driven everyone away -
    even my most acute bird-watching buddies
    and, if the sheilas won't come out to play,
    how am I able to pursue my studies?

    You sister says I have to stop complaining,
    so I'll just read a book till it stops raining.

    ~~~

    As you say, we just have to accept whatever comes but when it's raining at Summertime it does tend to make for a dull life.
    Applause for a splendid entry, best of luck in the voting.
    (It's time you hosted a contest again!) Much love and hugs, XXX Hugh (R.)



  • J aime Coudre silver member
    February 20, 2009

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    interesting how much your poem relates to our lives with the coming of each new season and what it means...let's hope we get to go through a few more series of seasons before we say good bye..this was very good and I wish you much luck in the contest...


  • jasminerose
    February 20, 2009

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    Such a gift to us are these seasons. You have beautifully captured them with a sense of hope floating through your vivid imagery.
    This is so lovely and so very enjoyable to read Dee.
    My best to you in this contest
    Linda

  • Just4u
    February 20, 2009

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    Spring is just around the corner...hopefully...

    Hugs...Eddy

    Tech:
    "The the serenity of Autumn gone"
    There, Then, ?????

    Autumn ain't the only thing gone... lmbo

    • catz Moderators member
      February 20, 2009
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      Thanks, Eddy and thank you for bringing the double word to my attention

  • artie
    February 20, 2009

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    Well done catz

    Yes you are so right that as we move
    through the seasons we simple accept what comes
    our way and look for the simple gifts of
    each day in every season that we have in
    this great gift of life.
    Artie


  • angelica silver member
    February 20, 2009

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    Dear Dee, such a beautiful poem you've written.
    I like winter best as it's nice and cold, no heat like we get in summer. Good luck in the contest.

    Love Joan


  • leo2
    February 20, 2009

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    For everything there is a reason and a purpose. It's just that sometimes we don't slow down enough to notice. These words remind me in beautiful verse to pause and smell the roses. Good luck in the contest.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long
    ps. Has anyone told you how beautiful you are today?


  • Maureen silver member
    February 19, 2009

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    Love the cheer the bright colors bring!

    Lovely poem on a bright, colorful background...Very nicely done (equal to the warmth of the sun)!

    Best of Luck in the contest and thank you for writing such a nice, cheerful poem to chase away winter's gloom!

    <3 Maureen


  • Aesthete2000 gold member
    February 19, 2009

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    Ah, so poignantly told,
    both in reference to seasons
    and to life.

    But you did have a bright red
    burst of Cardinal almost-joy
    to brighten THIS Winter, right?

    M-C


  • MargaretG silver member
    February 19, 2009

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    lovely poem

    The seasons' passage gives us a deeper perspective, as we find it a metaphor for other cycles in life. What does it mean? Four different kinds of fun, maybe.


  • Blushfulmoon silver member
    February 18, 2009

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    excellent~

    Your muse is perfect and on cue...
    Great poem and imagery as well
    Best of luck in the contest
    Hugs
    Your sis
    Susan~~~


  • suseann
    February 18, 2009

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    This Authoress and I,
    might be in the same stage of life.
    For her many colorful hues of verse decrying
    seasonal changes,
    along with it's effects on the spirit.
    Are perfecto facto.
    Lovely composition Poetess.


  • Denerica
    February 18, 2009
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    Beautiful words and imagery to your write. Well written, flowing. Blessings.

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