Sonnet, Summer Charmed Resonance Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Summer charmed resonance soon to pass away
Arctic clearance of sky coming to awake
Seeds to the earth flowers icy shall make
Freshly new iciness into dawn’s day
Every purpose plainly quietly to stay
All the blenching blossoms fading till take
Tranquil silver flowing from the hill’s lake
With the forest’s spirit alone to play

Fairy tales in slumber coming now in
With its motives stripped in the serene rain
Love’s enchanted to contemplations gone
Dispersed realism hooked on every thought’s sin
Flora that were beauty now are only plain
Winter’s conduct struggles here to move on