Four Quiet Seasons - One Loud Man
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 ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I shall leave it entirely up to you ..
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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
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
You are most welcome yes for many things have always been bleak.
You know ole Gaia?!
she is my earth mother
Yes mum. lol.
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.
................................... Okay maybe 👍
Where are your reservations?
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.
That sounds like a possible win win then .. many thanks my friend .. I shall decline to elaborate here in case I get ostracised by those who see things differently but understand where I'm coming from .. Kindest Regards, Neville 😎🌻
There’s a restless honesty here that feels lived-in, like someone watching their own mind from the edges and still telling the truth about it.
It drifts from the personal into the planetary in a way that feels heavy, grounded, and quietly human.
Sometimes it's impossible to keep quiet about some things .. I guess is but one of em .. Cheers Thomas, your opinion & associated note means an awful lot .. Neville 👍
Neville, I’ve felt that kind of circling before…where things keep moving but nothing really settles. And then that shift into something bigger…something beyond just the self…hit close. You captured that tension well. Wonderfully written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ in fact you get a whole murder of 🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛
SIDE NOTE: Would you expect anything less from me other than a murder? Bwahahaha 😱 Just kidding of course, 🤣 but it does make me want to watch The Traitors or play Clue. Sigh. My apologies for this diversion.🤣 Great poem, mate!
Its a minefield out there isn't it .. Cheers for taking part in this social experiment Tristan muchly appreciated .. & no, I'm not surprised at all Dark Warrior 🖤🎵🎵🎶🐈⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛😎👍
Unpredictable pattern that's repeated I feel as time goes on I quickly question the real fact I know nothing other than the actions I take! It's all been burning for a long time and I am just the mold of this point in creation. Nature will always live on! Above or under the sea! I think I've drifted far from my original thoughts as there are endless rabbit holes to explore nowadays.
Anyway, enjoyed that. Keep sailing my friend
You got it Dan, cheers, my only word of advice is to watch where you tread .. those holes can swallow a guy whole .. Just you go ask Alice .. Neville
She's keeps standing me up! Just get left with a smiling cat
You're you, birth to death, rascal or gentleman, and beloved by whom know to cherish you. Beautifully rendered with excellent imagery and a charming poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Goodness me, Ma'am .. bless ya .. I wasn't sure how these words might go down on your side of the pond .. ta for the reassurance .. Yours Truly, l'il ole me
"love, honour, loyalty and compassion" seem to have been cast adrift in much of our world Neville.
Andy
that they do Andy, that they do .. but I remember when they were plentiful & when justice was more than a seven letter word .. Thank you for checking in .. Neville
the view does seem bleak today, so one can only hope it changes, and the sooner the better for all mankind...
I guess sooner or later one has to come up for air .. but for the time being I am typing my thanks to you from deep in my own bunker .. Cheers, Neville 😎👍
Cheers to you too. From the safety of my coat corner✌️🤗💐🙏🏼
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