Ice-Cream Mountains and Frozen Cone Desserts, to Come
Somber mornings mark the coming winter,
autumn but a step in fading tones
to grace our minds in earthy signs
as winter’s edge pervades the core of days.
And leaves like sails tossed in tepid breeze,
attest the fall as trees bare their gnarled bows,
like ghostly skeletons against grayer skies,
avow the comings chills.
Yet when sun does warm the skies
and sunlight dusts those earthy hues,
the colors vibrant, so textured and warm, so true,
as life transforms in seamless flow.
Autumn rains feed the earth,
and grasses so green affirm their worth
as each day in surprise, seems to compromise
the fading season, one to another.
Summer’s sting almost forgotten,
bathed in more accommodating light,
and clouds of change bring rains so desperately needed,
when such parched earth preceded.
It is as if all life knows the harsh days coming,
and quieter they become in wait,
time drumming beats in countdown
of the colder nights and days soon here.
No sadness or regret shown,
just an acceptance of the cycles honed
to accommodate life in every way,
to thrive and nurture such diversity, each and every day.
And who could not accept these rolling cycles,
where life is given such new facades,
clothing for every change, its hard to choose a favorite,
when each and every season gives such beauty.
Autumn colors mark the streets,
golden browns and orange feasts for the eyes,
and wind sweeps in as if to cleanse the earth,
before winter begins its cold dessert,
ice-cream mountains and frozen cones,
to rally its halcyon days.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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I love all the seasons and the way you so beautifully describe them, Tony. I am happy to live where we have the four seasons. When I lived in California, we had just two seasons, summer and winter, from extremely hot to extremely cold. Seasons in Australia must be lovely, for you express them so vividly. Great work, dear poet.
Glad you appreciated my ‘weather report’ Phyllis. Lol I do love to have very different seasons, although these days they seems to run over a bit and become a little less predictable. Cheers!