Poem: The Four Seasons

A Walt Whitman inspired poem:

As I was writing this poem, I remembered I had done a project back in New York where I live.  For this project I photographed this one tree outside my room several times each month.  What I ended up was a tree in four seasons so I thought they would fit right in with this poem.  Enjoy!

Fall is a season of transition,
It is a transition from the hot days to those that are cold,
When the once soft green leaves turn crisp,
When the radiantly colored leaves fall to the ground,
When the trees turn bare and gray,
When the ground is frosty and hard,
It is the time that when you walk outside,
The chilly air bites the tip of your nose,
Giving you goose bumps and breath of smoke.
Winter is a season of bitter cold,
It is the time when snowflakes fall daintily from the sky,
When children ski, sled, and snowboard,
When many animals go to sleep and hibernate,
When the white snow blankets the ground,
When the crystal icicles hang from roof tops,
It is the time that when you walk outside,
Your cheeks become rosy red,
And your eyes bring tears amidst the frosty air.
Spring is a season of transition,
It is a transition from the cold days to those that are warm,
When streams begin to flow,
When birds chirp and animals awaken,
When plants peep their green shoots,
When leaves begin to grow on trees,
It is the time that when you walk outside,
The fresh warm air welcomes you,
Makes you smile warm and content.
Summer is a season of heat,
It is the time when all the plants are at the tip of their growth,
When the hot sun stays longer overhead,
When children are off from school,
When streams and rivers flow at their fullest,
When insects are at work,
It is the time that when you walk outside,
The radient heat of the sun,
Brings you health and happiness.

~Andrew O’Neill

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. ilyas says:

    Nice Poems I like this Thanks for sharing!

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  2. Carlo Bueza says:

    Hi Andrew,I am writing this comment to let you know that your poem is so fantastic. Though we don't experience four seasons in the Philippines. Your masterpiece had brought me to a country where snow exists.Cheers,Carlohttp://typesofinsects.com/

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