Seasons of Rain

poem by: Ultan Mulhern
Written on Oct 19, 2016

The landscape emerges from its slumb’ring repose
And life is restored through the glistening snows
Spring’s rains trickle down through soil to the roots
Feeding buds on the trees and awakening shoots

The soft, warm drizzle of those summer days
Gently brushing my skin in its gossamer haze
Trapped by the leaves, in droplets they run
Reviving my senses in the warmth of the sun

As the woodland turns hues of golden and red
The strong winds of autumn buffet clouds o’erhead
The deluge pours down, churning foliage and clay
And leaves yield the scent of mouldering decay

Winter’s icy rains lashing desolate hills 
Gushing in torrents, amid crippling chills 
As cold dark days mark the passing of time
Nature seeks comfort in restful recline

 

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Quiana Beco commented:
Your poem was deep and you deliver. What is true poetry.
Cecilia Crasto commented:
You paint a beautiful picture of nature's magic...lovely poem.
Christopher Russon commented:
lovely poem.
Geoffrey Brewer commented:
A lovely descriptive pastoral poem.skillful and effective use of words creating beautiful sounds, rhymes rhythms and images.

 

 

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