I really miss reading your poems Neo.... your poem is a constant reminder that nothing in life is constant but change....The wheel of time spins everlastingly on
With the four rulers ready to pass the baton.
Two kings and two queens all equally reign
Over this wretched planet with Earth as it's name
Every three months, one succeeds the last
In an eternal cycle of present and past
The first fills her reign with cold, arctic air
As ice sheets the water in its frozen snare.
The tiny snow crystals then fall from the sky,
As the Lady of Winter makes cold water fly
Her powerful grip chills the ivory land
Yet all powers fade, and all parties disband
As the Lady's time ends, a new woman appears
Who is born out of Winter's cascading tears
The tears part the snow and the grass starts to rise
And the Duchess of Spring simply Laughs at her cries
With a flick of the wrist, the sun pierces the clouds
And life starts anew, in a brilliant green shroud
The buds of the flowers begin open
And the leaves of the trees begin growing again.
But Spring cannot fulfill this quest on her own
So she calls on another to sit in her throne
The Lord of the Summer at that time is met
To ensure the Spring's work will not end with regret
Summer calls storm clouds to gather around
To let loose their contents with a large, violent sound
As the rains plummet downward, all beings rejoice
As the life giving agent gives strength to Earth's voice
Once this job is done, power changes once more
As it's Summer's time now to open the door
And usher in one final King of this land,
The Ruler of Autumn, a gnarled branch in his hand.
A swing of the branch cause outlooks to change,
As once brilliant greens turn to shades that seem strange.
Reds, browns, and yellows fill the senses of most
As leaves gently dance downwards at the will of their Host.
Once the last leaf falls, like the rain or the snow,
Autumn leaves the throne, and begins to throw
The cycle in motion once more it would seem
Winter taking her place in this quarterly dream
Infinite outcomes in each set of time,
Yet the same task is finished with no reason or rhyme
The wheel of time spins everlastingly on
With the four rulers ready to pass the baton.
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I really miss reading your poems Neo.... your poem is a constant reminder that nothing in life is constant but change....The wheel of time spins everlastingly on
With the four rulers ready to pass the baton.
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NeoDeath90 (Feb 04, 2009)
Well... I really like this poem XD It is a very different view of seazons that I am used to seeing (I've only studied Latvian folklore about this though), for example, it is ussually a great celebration that spring fights and wins winter, while you put it as something rather cruel, and ussually the autumn colours are looked at as most beautiful etc. Also I liked your descriptions... the winter part was especially nice, or maybe it just seemed to me so because of the winter that is now ruling in UK >.<
And the flow and rhyming is just great here ^^ Nice work Neo
NeoDeath90 (Feb 04, 2009)
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