Sonnet To The Seasons Poem by Susan Williams
Sonnet To The Seasons
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Many contend spring is life at her best
when everything is warm and wonderful
and we feel so heart-bright and full of zest
we gather our flowers by the armful.
Some say summertime is life heating up
and we lose our innocence but gain much
insight and opportunities hook up
while accelerating our Midas touch.
But I say it's fall when the winds of change
begin to blow through our lives frostbiting
turning us whirling us out to free-range
that's life at her most wildwood exciting.
There is pleasure and glory in them all
but for me life is the season of fall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Susan Williams, November 1,2011
Sometimes, Poet's dreams are made Of Nature's prime, From the elements, Comes this precious Rhyme Where the frosty winds of time To autumn sing, as sign, Echoing life's liberty, sublime. I was blown away by the lovely display of this work. Always wondered why so many poets love and write about autumn. You gave us your personal seasonal feeling in a golden sonnet swayed by the whirling, frostbiting wind of your talent.
Sandra, you are so wonderfully supportive! Shoot, you can even write poetic comments that blow our socks off! Thank you for being PH's most encouraging supportive and angelic member! ! !
Do not be lulled by the warmth of summer. Life is a challenge, and living doesn't really start until there are obstacles to overcome, shelter and warmth to forge and seek out when the frost begins its chase. A perfect sonnet, Susan. The line 9 volta is perfectly executed. A perfect 10.
"There is pleasure and glory in them all". I like living in a region with all seasons distinct and bold!
........and we loose our innocence but gain much...... superb write......thank u, dear poetess...
A fabulous poem. I can explore valuable substances from these four lines, 'But I say it's fall when the winds of change begin to blow through our lives frostbiting turning us whirling us out to free-range that's life at her most wildwood exciting.'. Top score and to my favorites.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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That whole sonnet thing works for you! Until I read the definition I had no idea. Leave it to you Zuza to give spring the back seat right when she is taking the stage. I am kidding of course. Accelerating our Midas touch. I wish I would have thought of that! I will have to hide that away and then plagiarize at a later date. As I read the first lines I thought to myself that she might be setting me up and wham out come the accolades and the praise for autumn with freedom to free range. Life at her most wildwood exciting. You ALMOST had me hooked but the glory of the sister seasons in Michigan are all so unique but still, like all honest parents you favor one over them all....................wonderful! !
Edmund- -you are a breath of fresh air be it spring air or autumn air! ! ! Whenever I see you have commented on one of my poems, I cannot wait to see what you have said and how you said it! ! Ha! I'm glad you have seen that I like to do sudden U-turns in my poetry.... however, now that you have caught me out I shall have to surprise you by not doing them... Thank you so very much, Edmund, you keep me on my toes!