First Snowfall
The last of autumn’s leaves begins assault
Of winter gales. The sap within the trees
In hibernating xylems call a halt
To most activity to some degree.
The birds that once resided amongst them
Already left for warmer spots unknown.
A few remain behind but are condemned
To weather winters snow and ice alone.
The snow begins to fall. At first, a flake,
Then more and more until the trees are white
And weighted. Branches, weak, begin to break
And fall to earth and soon are crowned despite
The slackened storm. The wind subsides and all
Is quiet. Calmness ensues the squall.
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This one
hit the spot on this cold and wet morning.
With the turning of the season
there are many fallen reasons
to pick the pieces up
and start anew.
Now where's my rake?
Nicely done,
Cristofo
Honored
Christofo,
I'm honored. You being relatively new to this site and selecting my poem among so many fine works to make a kind comment. I thank you very much.
BRAVO!
A nice poem from a nice person. lol... i rarely give nice comments heheh..think about it this is my second comment here. Though if there is something wrong on your poem i'll point it out for you. I'm not a nice comment giver like this so you are lucky.lol.
But this is nicely done. It hits the spot on the winter days. nicely described and an intelligent choice of words. one thing I can say is....."BRAVO!!"
sincerely yours,
free_spirit
You are a nice constructive criticizer
I thank you also free_spirit for your kind comment. And I do invite constructive criticism. Oftentimes when composing I get so involved I can’t see the forest for the trees. People like you point out what I often overlook, and that is a good thing. Thanks again for your kind words.