I smile to see a summer tree
With leaves vibrant and new,
But cannot help be saddened by
The winter's darkened hue
That takes the summer's joy at life,
And steals its beauty, too,
And strips the colour from the sky,
And laughs at summer's tune;
A song of never-ending green -
Eternal life renewed -
A lie, an epic tale it tells
That winter, cold, eschews,
And bitterly, without a thought,
Casts away the blue
That filled the sky - just days ago! -
In which the songbirds flew.
But every now and then I glance
At branches void of fruit -
Of leaves, of life - coldly clawing
At the sky (no blue
Remains - just grey) but still, somehow,
Find beauty in those shoots.
The trick, I think,'s to find the joy
In warmth, and winter too.
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C E Thomas (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Life seems most compelling to us, perhaps rightully so, but it helps to also see the beauty in death and loss
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wonderful singsong flow, thanks for sharing
Thank you, I really appreciate that!
Wonderfully described. At first I thought you just hate winter xD But it truly reflects a strong meaning 🙂
Thank you! That's very kind
this has an element of archaic beauty I respect. I do consider myself more post-modern, but words like this are timeless.
I truly appreciate that. As Carlyle said, "Whoso belongs only to his own age, and reverences only its gilt Popinjays or soot-smeared Mumbojumbos, must needs die with it." Of course it can destroy a man to live in the past, and as a young man myself I do my best to keep up with the times, but as I'm sure you know, art itself is timeless. Thank you for the kind comment, and keep writing beautiful stuff yourself!
Very well spoken.
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