Four Quiet Seasons One Loud Man

Neville

Four Quiet Seasons

 

Would you please just look at me,

I tend to oscillate and go

around and around in increasingly

unpredictable circles,

chasing my tail, but hardly making

  even the faintest sound ..

But if the truth was only known I’m

  like some old pendulum ..

Just going to and fro or should that

  be tooing and frowing ..

Now while there are four distinct

seasons in total, each

one of us is quietly but markedly

different from the other

  in both approach and disposition ..

However, take note

  things are changing and too quickly ..

Gaea’s resilience,

her integrity and infrastructure are

being compromised

by virtue of mans greed, selfishness

and unquenchable

thirst for power and control that now

all rule over empathy

  love, honour, loyalty and compassion ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 5th, 2026 03:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: I shall leave it entirely up to you ..
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  • sorenbarrett

    Unfortunately seems tis true. Never the less tis also true that out there, there are a few good souls left. Good write Neville my friend

    • Neville



      Thanks for taking a peek but the view from where I am sitting looks pretty grim, maybe not so much for me personally but for one hell of a lot of other folk .. Neville

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome yes for many things have always been bleak.

      • orchidee

        You know ole Gaia?!

        • Neville



          she is my earth mother

        • Doggerel Dave

          Nothing to be challenged here, Neville, other than to remark that it is not ‘man’s’ or ‘us’ or ‘we’ but the increasing accumulation of wealth in fewer hands, the Mad Kings already referred to here and the self-serving acquiescence of enough interests to retain the status quo.

        • Friendship

          Well written, not sure if I got what you are saying. Your poem "Four Quiet Seasons" reflects on the cyclical nature of existence, comparing human behavior and the changing seasons to illustrate how individuals navigate life’s unpredictable journey. You seem to highlight the tension between nature’s resilience and humanity’s destructive tendencies, particularly driven by greed and a loss of empathy. You had me thinking about this poem.



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