As mist does roll across the field
And drapes the lowly chestnut tree
With silken gown while winter's chill
Now grips the frozen air,
Beneath the fallen amber leaves
Lay scattered where the wind did toss
And rest upon the dampened grass
For now the branches bare.
But stained with coat of mossy green
And lichen clinging to its trunk
So broad and yet so frail to see
Bereft of life does stand,
No more the blackbird finds a perch
Or sings within its leafy boughs
Forlornly now it waits for spring
When colour fills the land.
Now as the evening does descend
Upon the lowly chestnut tree
A silhouette against the sky
As nature now does sleep,
A breathless hush as sorrow mourns
The passing of the summer gone
In stillness as the day goes by
While clouds now gently weep.
Great rhyming here Andrew, I loved the read and the contents so much. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
I'm trying to work out the rhyming pattern here, but I've never really understood formats I write a lot of a, b, a, b stuff, can you tell me what this is please Love duncan X
A lovely and capturing poem Andrew! A pleasure to read thank you! ! ! *10*! ! Best wishes : friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have painted here a beautiful winter time picture, my friend. There is much beauty in winter that is often overlooked by many folks. I have always loved winter time. I like your phrase 'As nature now does sleep.' Excellent write...10 Richard