Seasons - a poem!

I mourn her fall.

The approaching winters breath

brings falling leaves, 

she too mourns the view from the moon

where her spirits once lived.

She misses dancing with the sun;

It’s nothing but darkness 

with your feet in the mud.

The stars don’t shine in the city.

Where did she go?

The aching chill sinks its teeth 

into her bones.

Darkness engulfs the memories 

Of existence outside of the walls she built 

to keep away the cold.

She covers the cracks between the planks

And lights a match.

It’s not the same with the shadows overwhelming her universe

The boarded windows hide the sky’s infinity.

A sliver of hope

The fallen snow doth melt 

Trailing puddles where it’s lived.

Her hurt floods streets 

Leaving sewer drains inept 

But only for a moment

For soon enough in the shelter she built

To protect her from the cold

There’s a window.

The crisp air has passed by now.

Breathe in the warmth.

Bask in the light.

It will all be okay.

The cicadas song echoes 

reminding us of summers gleam

Even in the darkness the sky twinkles 

She puts her bitter cold in a little box 

To bury along the beach.

The sand is hot to touch and the water gives new life.

She puts summers magic in a locket 

And wears it near her heart

To remember the waters gifts.

Embrace the ultra violets protection from  your shadow and the feelings at its back.

Embrace the memories made in infinity,

But promise me to keep them safe from the colds amnesia.

• Seasons