Writing before Winter

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- When the leaves shrivel,
flowers faint and die.
Harvest must be gathered,
signs that winter is nigh.

"Why's the land fallow?"
We'd ask of the Earth.
-She shifts on her axis,
sways her great girth.-

- -

- There used to be stories,
about the changes you see.
They blamed it on Hades,
when he tricked Persephone.

She had taken six arils,
of which she did eat.
Hades grinned gladly,
upon his great seat.

They said she's doomed,
for six months a year.
To serve below ground,
Earth's kind left in fear.
- -

- Chimera existed!
People would believe.
Fantastic in real life,
has taken its leave.

Now we have science,
and it's true what it's told.
But we've lost all the magic,
in the world we behold.

- Content while I sit here,
on a cool Autumn night.
We have kept it alive,
in the things that we write.


Submitted: August 23, 2012

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The seasons are such an emotive subject for me. I am fascinated by the changing of them. I like the angle you have approached this. I am not knowledgeable about myths so I should probably do some research to get the very best of this poem.

I like the picture very much. Nature enhanced by science(as in the modern streetlight)


Tue, August 28th, 2012 6:58am


Thanks for reading. :)

Tue, August 28th, 2012 3:05pm

Criss Sole

Very interesting topic for a poem, and very well written. I like how you incorporated some Greek Mythology.

Sun, April 14th, 2013 3:37pm

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