Seasons of Life
Youthful summers too soon fade
From memory in autumn’s shade
Once fruitful fields and cloudless sky
A view so pleasing to the eye
But colours fade and then will fall
Structures shrink that once grew tall
Clouds of rolling, dusty grey
Now mar the scene each passing day
Blurred windows and rivered roads
Mud slides fall as land erodes
Sucking life from the earth
With natures unrelenting dearth
And then comes winter’s culling knife
To snuff out final weakened life
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Baited Lines - A collection of Poetry (Atty Awards 2012)
PoetryMy selection of ten poems, submitted for the Atty Awards, some thought provoking, others humorous. I grew up reading A. A. Milne and Edward Lear, and they have both been a big influence in the poetry I write. It's been quite a challenge to diversify...
