A Changing of Seasons

A Changing of Seasons

A Poem by Amanda Rae
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See if you can guess what this is talking about!

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I awaken before my brothers and sisters

Who are all green and smooth-skinned like me.

I wonder where the time has gone

As a breeze-

The same breeze that had stirred me from my slumber-

Continually forced itself through my populous and plentiful pores.

But I forgave the breeze of its pushing and prodding,

Because all these movements stretched my right wing

And then my left.

It reminded me of how I am like a rock,

In which no words could escape me to tell that little gust

To carry on its journey-

To seek refuge somewhere else in the forest where I belonged,

With all the other fallen leaves

And fallen branches,

Along with new plants growing;

Their lives beginning with small bursts of water,

That continued to fall from the larger, stronger trees above-

Leaving me.

Leaving me behind to mourn for what was to come.

I had liveliness that would not live on,

Like that of the wind that rustled my brothers and sisters awake now.

For it was a changing of seasons-

A big distortion of my reality.

I would soon be let go from the clutches of the warm embrace

That my mother bestowed upon me every day

When the sun rose and the birds chirped joyously on the branch

Where I took shelter too.

Though I had no other choice, unlike those blue birds.

Just like it was not my choice to dwindle away as I fell to the earth

With a forever view of the sky

Until I release my last breath and die

© 2014 Amanda Rae


Author's Note

Amanda Rae
It is okay to give constructive criticism. I don't necessarily want nice (of course if you like it, it's okay to say so :D) I would like to know truthfully how this is.

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I love the imagery and the meataphor of the tree and the leaf that runs through this poem. In my opinion, this is about coming of age, about the bird leaving the nest and about having to leave a place you once called home. You've put a lot of though into this poem and it shows, it makes for a lovely reading. Kudos to you! Thanks for sharing :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amanda Rae

11 Years Ago

That's a pretty positive outlook on things
Devesh

11 Years Ago

I'm normally not so rosy, so enjoy it while you can :P
Amanda Rae

11 Years Ago

I intend to



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I love the imagery and the meataphor of the tree and the leaf that runs through this poem. In my opinion, this is about coming of age, about the bird leaving the nest and about having to leave a place you once called home. You've put a lot of though into this poem and it shows, it makes for a lovely reading. Kudos to you! Thanks for sharing :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amanda Rae

11 Years Ago

That's a pretty positive outlook on things
Devesh

11 Years Ago

I'm normally not so rosy, so enjoy it while you can :P
Amanda Rae

11 Years Ago

I intend to

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Added on February 19, 2014
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Amanda Rae
Amanda Rae

Exeter, NH



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I love to write :) get writers block often however :/ more..