Let Summer last

Winter was cold

And came in the mids of sunshine.

Caught us with our pants down-

Bathing in a stream of bliss

It hardened so quick

 

Winter was cold

Turned my open field, with red roses

Barren and white.

Washing the blue from the sky,

Onto us.

 

It was the coldest days

Could die if you're not protected.

I was alone

No heat

Stood there naked

 

Winter was cold,

Until in the middle of falling snow,

Sunlight came.

We survived this time.

Never will I remove these snow boots again- Always looking to the sky expecting it to snow any moment.

 

Its still Summer in our world.

The air is fresh,

Life is brewing.

Undescribable feeling, emotional healing.

Sometimes- I think I see the brownish hue,

It worries me,

About the leaves-

But its still summer- at least thats what I'd like to believe

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. The description create some wild visions. Cold days are hard on the body and the house. I like the tale you weaved in the poem. A very strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Dove]

This poem is absolutely beautiful. Amazing job and I cant determine which stanza I like most. It's out of the first and last one.

[Rene Velez]

Beautiful poem in all it's splendor, gave me chills and rays of hope.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Stirring, endearing write. Love the last stanza for sure.

[DearSweetAgony]

Wow, I LOVE the first and last stanza of this write!

[stars are far]

This was great piece .
Keep that up .

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

So love your style of writing, full of poignant imagery and scenery....refreshing :)