Spring and Autumn

Spring and Autumn

A Poem by aj milton
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allegorical

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Leaves are turning, colours burning

Dropping like a golden rain

He looks for Spring, but she’s not there

She has no idea how well he knows her

She doesn't know how much he cares

 

In another time and another place

Spring’s sweet nature would sustain him

His one and only, without compare

He dared to hope but time defeats them

But he can't tell her… life’s not fair

 

A new season arrives to entice

Winter holds her in his grasp

Much darker days her price to pay

His cold beauty turns her warmth to ice

Autumn's leaves of laughter swept away


Soon Autumn will be just an afterthought

A footnote on a page of life

His own troubles haunt his every day

But her warm wit no longer soothes his strife

He raises his head and seeks the sun

 

He gazes into past and future

Longing for her gentle touch

More for her, than for himself

He wishes she could be complete

But dark Winter stands between them

So will Spring and Autumn ever meet?



© 2018 aj milton


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Both seasons are two terminals of happiness and sadness. A heart keeps longing and another relys on every pain without an idea of what pure love it can have!
There's no force or stressful part in your poem, I could read it softly and grasp the emotions.
Thanks for sharing! Be blessed.

Posted 4 Years Ago


This poem is very neat in that it not only talks of three of the four seasons but it also creates this "relationship" aspect between them. The mood of the overall poem has a "longing" to it, bordering on hopeful but more reminiscent it feels like.

Posted 5 Years Ago


The seasons of life can be relentless. Your poem is full of longing for days long past. I truly enjoyed this.

Posted 5 Years Ago


aj milton

5 Years Ago

Thanks for your comments
But dark Winter stands between them
So will Spring and Autumn ever meet?

Mmmm such a haunting poem.... the finger tips brush they don't meet...the time passes and the wait continues.... this poem speaks to my soul...loved it AJ

Posted 6 Years Ago



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aj milton
aj milton

Hampshire, United Kingdom



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I read mostly fantasy and sci-fi, but as an author I write mostly Adult Romance / Erotica fiction. I enjoy reading poetry which touches my heart, but I'm not a poet, so don't expect me to critique .. more..

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