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Published: 2001-08-30 21:55:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 163; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 17
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Summer, Autumn, Winter SpringSeasons of the inner soul.
Each one has a gift to bring,
each one has a seperate goal.
Summer with it's burning heat.
Like eyes of fire, full of rage.
Burning flesh and scorching meat
Flames that never will assuage.
Autumn with the falling leaves
vibrant colors fill the air.
Happy, glad and so carefree.
Without a thought, without a care.
Winter with it's snow and clouds
cold and with an icy heart.
Wearing anger like a shroud
Careless of who you rip apart.
Spring with its rainy mood
new life everywhere you go.
To think, to wonder, and to brood
upon the Seasons of the Soul.
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Comments: 5
btrsweet [2001-09-02 03:16:18 +0000 UTC]
dude i'm at a lost of words for your poems now...
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ingenious [2001-08-31 04:33:43 +0000 UTC]
Sweet.. Very cool, I don't know how you do it. I need to keep practicing! Heh
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sanguru [2001-08-31 00:37:49 +0000 UTC]
*cries* So many great poem. You're on a role! What a great poem Wes. keep up the good work.
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bluenine [2001-08-31 00:25:55 +0000 UTC]
I really like the way you contrasted the seasons as parts of the soul. It's a very nice poem indeed. Keep writing!
(¯`·.,¸¸,.·´¯`·.·⒠blueNINE
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faithwalker [2001-08-30 23:19:57 +0000 UTC]
Again, a well written piece. This had a good feel for me.
Faithwalker
Grow
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