Seasonal Set

[Underground River]

I am doing a seasonal set now. I am going to put them in one post, but they are four separate poems. Enjoy!

Spring

A fresh smell
Penetrates
Through
Into my heart
Where I have forgotten
The air could smell so good
My blood begins to race
With spring's might
I feel it beginning
I sense it, know it's coming
I love spring
So fresh, new, life freshly realized
Oh spring, I need you
The trees need their leaves budding
The birds need to nest, to mate, to breed
The kittens need to go outside again
After the long winter
The air needs to be refreshed
The rain needs to fall again
Oh spring, you rock!

Summer

Oh how I love the warm fertility of summer
The heat is sometimes too much for me
But I still love you, summer
Rich and ripe and fruitful
The birds have mated and their eggs have hatched
And the young birds are growing
Nurrished by you
Warm summer
The kittens stay outside all day
Unwilling to come into the hot home
Prefering instead
To be outside with you, summer
Thunderstorms rock the skies sometimes
Frightening us humans
Sometimes there is hail
Sometimes there is heat
So oppressive
That even I
A druid to be
Wish for you to leave
Poor summer
All year long we long for you
And then when you come
We complain that you
Are too hot!
I will try
In the future
To accept you
For who you are.

Autumn

Cold and crisp
The air sharp and clean
Leaves tumbling from trees
As fruit tumbles from the trees too
Into the hands of those
Who love fruit and would eat it
Harvest
Tonnes of Earthly fruits and vegetables
Picked, eaten, stored away
Cool enough to think again
But warm enough still for work
Oh crisp, clean autumn
Thank you for the harvest
Thanks for all the Earthly bounty
I love you,
Autumn!

Winter

Cold and frozen
Snow is blowing
Sometimes sunny, chilly, fresh
Sometimes warmer than usual
Or so cold
That humans fear to venture
Outside to meet your freezing winds
The Earth sleeps beneath a blanket
Of white stuff
Soft or hard the blanket can be
Icy, treacherous
Glacial northerly winds scream over the land
Frozen souls hide in their homes
But under that blanket
Deep in the Earth
A seed is slowly kindled
Ready to sprout, hiding, stealthful
Like a kitten creeping
Readying itself
To burst forth
In the spring
For some reason
Each year
The Earth needs her soft warm blanket
Of snow
To nurrish
Her seeds
That they may grow
Come spring
So thank you, winter
For nurrishing the Earth Mother
Through all the complaints and meanness thrown your way
Through all the harsh words spoken about you
You still nurrish, protect, love
The seeds
Of the Earth
That they may grow
And that all creatures
May eat
The fruits
Of those seeds
Come the harvest.

Copyright by Phoenix January 18 to January 19, 2005.
Phoenix

[EarthWard]

You never know how important the seasons are until you follow them through there courses and see the change, inside and out. Nature likes to redecorate too.

[Underground River]

Yes, EarthWard, you are correct. I love that image of Nature redecorating. Thank you for that. It makes me think of this nice motherly lady redoing her home. She's really good at it too!
Phoenix

[Deilen]

What a wonderful set of poems, I can smell each season as you speak about it.

[Underground River]

Awwwg thanks Deilen!
I really had fun writing this one but I had a bit of trouble at first and almost didn't finish it.
Phoenix