Again This Year

The weather outside...

Cold winter of hidden dead leaves,

Before spring of clear days and big bursts

Of light color where nobody grieves.

Summer comes later where the heat hurts

All that cannot seek shade and cool water.

In between is time of equality,

And all is peaceful till it gets hotter.

The earth is bursting with vitality,

Until fall where the leaves blow in red

And gold. Descending the weather to cool

Low winds that scatter the dull leafy bed.

Again will come winter where snows shall pool.

The cycle is endless, made of churning

Weather. Of fine, deadly, cool and burning.

Author's Note

Yup... It's a sonnet. I had to do this for school. 14 lines following ababcdcdefefgg pattern with 10 syllables per line. I know, it's bad.. I don't care.

Reviews

[Vertigoingnowhere]

wow this is really great i love this, mind checking out some of my stuff? thanks :D

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Really lovely writing. I like your whole wording. Keep writing!
Do you read mine to Anguish and She!

[Sylvana]

I like it.