Seasons Poems
When the Sun Appears
by Wayne Hebb
After a stretch of
Rain, drizzle and fog
It’s like an old friend
One you haven’t seen in
A long, long time
At first, it’s a bit awkward
Thinking about what to
Say, how to act then you
Relax and accept the
Friendship that was and
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The Coronation of Autumn
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Autumn was next witnessed
Through the eyes of a coquettish October,
The somnolent month that spreads fast its
Mat of diffused pleasure.
And should there be a tendril pulse,
Let it hammer the flesh of youth, who
Witnessed through the eye of a dream
The hasty coronation of Autumn —
The crowning of promises belching
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Autumn Leaves
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
They fall from grace to grass,
aged, scorched and dehydrated,
fluttering away further
the vanity of previous
greenness and elevated times,
reminding us of the fragility
of life,
the futility of striving to hang on
when time is up.
From the Clarinet
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Late November,
and lonely resonance of harmattan
salutes this solitude.
A weaverbird's contralto, in one
gale-sweep, lays bare the lower balustrade
of a maisonette,
and the romance of the last seasons
shoots the long throat of the clarinet...
O'classicals, on wings
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An Exciting Encounter
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
a walk in the wind
in the fresh, fragrant season
vivifying breaths
a walk in wildness
sunlit hair is in my eyes
disorderly blooms
a walk in chaos
that keeps the pinwheels turning
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When the Sun Appears
by Wayne Hebb
After a stretch of
Rain, drizzle and fog
It’s like an old friend
One you haven’t seen in
A long, long time
At first, it’s a bit awkward
Thinking about what to
Say, how to act then you
Relax and accept the
Friendship that was and
......
The four seasons
by matthew ramsey
Spring, the cool morning air.
The world awakening from a deep slumber
Of cold and depression.
The chirping birds, the melting snow
freeing the ground from its frosty grasps.
Summer, the burning air at noon.
Drying of the lands, burning the endless plains.
Bringing new life, while burning away the old.
The summer heat endless and scorching.
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Seasons
by Shreeja Banerjee
January chills, a frosted scene,
February thaws, with raindrops clean.
March whispers spring, green shoots arise,
April showers paint the sunny skies.
May blooms erupt, with colors bright,
June days stretch long, with golden light.
July simmers, fireflies aglow,
August dreams, with rivers slow.
September sighs, leaves ablaze,
October twirls in fiery daze.
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The Coronation of Autumn
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Autumn was next witnessed
Through the eyes of a coquettish October,
The somnolent month that spreads fast its
Mat of diffused pleasure.
And should there be a tendril pulse,
Let it hammer the flesh of youth, who
Witnessed through the eye of a dream
The hasty coronation of Autumn —
The crowning of promises belching
......
Autumn
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Autumn was first seen from the
Lens of slumber,
Frozen on the lane of thoughts
For the living-dead.
Framed on the loose, huge secretions
Of essence,
The womb of Autumn, slack and grey,
Let fall the perched maple leaves,
(Borrowing the yellowness of northern
Diseases and the redness of a soutenuer's eyes —
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