Seasons

The wind with its mighty gusts makes
a mockery of me, it howls and bellows
relentlessly. I’ll bend in its breeze
maybe even fall to my knees
but never will I break!

The wind lets up and the heavy rains
ensue, falling in buckets two by two.
I shake my fist and let out a smile
it will take more then this to cramp
my style.

The cold sets in as snow falls from the
sky, a bone chilling blast freezes both
of my eyes. I’ll build me a fire so I can
stay alive and then build a shelter so
I can survive.

The sun beats down with tremendous
heat it colors my skin and blackens my
feet. The air so thick with humidity,
I’m laughing aloud because I have AC

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

I love this poem for it describes the things about each season we don't like and how we over come and deal with the weather problems. this is very imaginative and a unique way of expressing what it is we don't like about the different seasons.

[54321]

Oh this one created a quality smile! Love the simplicity and structured form. The poem can read itself! Quite a fun read.

[Cassiopia Summers]

Haha, I like the straight forward ending.