Seasons of Love

Seasons of Love

Soft and gentle Summer love…

When did share love’s first kiss…

‘Pon my lips flutter as wings of a dove.

We shall always remember this.

Autumn come with love’s deep need…

A space… a while… a hand I grasped…

To stay a time, yet end and heed…

’Tis not he will share thy days unto the last.

Winter heart too cold… too cold to sing…

In sun too dim, and dark too bright…

For Greed has no love to bring…

And Love for Greed will give no light.

But, ah-h… at last comes vernal relief…

A tender bud laid in the heart of winter…

When true love blooms in heartache’s release…

And deliver Love’s Spring in our forever…

by D. Denise Dianaty

Reviews

[AYVID N]

Love has a special affiliation to seasons and this is beautifully brought out here. We go through all the seasons and each has to be experienced in fullness. This is stressed so rightly in the poem. Life is to be lived to the fullest in every season of love. Just great....

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you so much.

[Zahra]

Autumn come with love’s deep need…
A space… a while… a hand I grasped…
To stay a time, yet end and heed…
’Tis not the one will share thy days unto the last.

this is sooo beautiful

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks, Z.

[Tam Warink]

A tender poem... and what strikes me most I think is the expectations. Do we see the world or does the world see us though the colors of those expectations. This piece considers it.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. You're allegorical perspective is evocative.

[warfig]

Bravo a great way to write and inspire the seasons of love

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

[ANM]

The seasons follow a pattern as old as the world itself, likewise the pathway of love! Beautifully written!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. I'm pleased you appreciate my humble words.

[ANM]

They are worthy of reading and the knowledge of words!

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks. :D