Idly do the leaves fall
upon the cold, wet ground.
They float and die in bitter waste
without so much as a sound.
Eventually, the air grows chill
and frost does bite all things.
Breath thus falls short and cloudy
and things begin shivering.
Rain brings little hope of life
along the coast’s windy shore.
‘Tis frozen in the early morning
and numbs the earth sore.
‘Tis a dying season at hand
upon the waning year.
Reminds mankind in beauty and sickness
that winter is nearly here.
I like the use of contrast betweeen the start of the season and the end of the season. We are almost liking it in the first stanza but are reminded it is the bringer of winter. It leaves us feeling bitter. I also thought that it was clever you used four stanzas as there are four seasons. I don't know if they are actually thought of that or it was an accident but you know either way good job.
I cant explain it but i really love this one here.
Originally Posted by Japxican
You ended it wonderfully. I really agree with beast