Valsa George


The Seasons


Spring clothes the Earth in silk of green
And parades her in a rare sheen
Summer gifts the plants with bloom
And causes the bees to hum and zoom
Autumn makes the leaves yellow
And blesses the season with fruits mellow
Winter brings hail and snow
With icy winds that blow and blow

Submitted: Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, May 07, 2014

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  • Vivek Tiwari (5/26/2014 9:49:00 PM)

    Small but sweet and melodious
    including the beauty of the seasons
    their charm and delicacy... (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (5/26/2014 8:41:00 AM)

    A lovely, really lovely poem. I don't know whether you understand Bhojpuri or not. I have heard from my elders-
    Hathia mein hath god, chitra mein phool....Charhe sewati jhappa jhool. (Report) Reply

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/15/2014 3:11:00 AM)

    The seasons with different characters represent the whole being of the universe in some philosophical context and it is good expression I think. (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (5/14/2014 11:02:00 AM)

    Seasons portrayed in the limelight of human life in compromise with conflicts innumerable have much to reveal before us. Madam, you have woven a filament of a bright season. (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (5/12/2014 11:50:00 PM)

    Nature poems are always as wonderful as ever like a thing of beauty is a joy for ever............Valsa.............seasons
    very superbly depicted....... (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (5/9/2014 2:35:00 PM)

    A vivid picture of the seasons is captured with beautiful imagery!
    I love this superb write! (Report) Reply

  • Tajudeen Shah (5/9/2014 4:19:00 AM)

    You have considered only four seasons, whereas, we, in India, have six behaviour patterns to our nature, it seems. smile. well, very cute, beautiful and very much impulsive the driven force towards loving, caring, enjoying, rather engaging in nature beyond all the confusions of the complex life course. wonderfully penned. Thank you very much. (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (5/9/2014 2:02:00 AM)

    poetess with a beautiful pictures of loving nature
    And parades her in a rare sheen (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (5/8/2014 11:46:00 AM)

    And seeing these seasons come and eventually go
    We pass from youth to old age and its faded glow
    With few joys and too many regrets on the open page
    Of that diary that God once gifted us to keep and update..........

    Simple but evocative poem on the transitory nature of life. (Report) Reply

  • Colleen Courtney (5/7/2014 2:20:00 AM)

    I adore this sweet poem. I'm a huge fan of seasonal poetry and you've pegged each season so perfectly! Well done! (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (5/7/2014 2:07:00 AM)

    icy winds that blow and blow, wonderful Valsa, I love it.
    Please read my new poems and say something. (Report) Reply

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