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[title] => Seasons’ Breath
[time] => 2008-08-11 21:46:37
[hometext] => The winter wind cuts through me like a dagger to the heart...
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The winter wind cuts through me
like a dagger to the heart;
cold echo of the death knell
that sees all heat depart
yet the pulling into centre
and the shivering of the whole,
brings warmth where it is needed
and comfort to the soul.
Spring gusts are nothing gentle,
shaking buds from waking trees
the perfume from the flowers
lofted high along the breeze
and the particles of hope
from soils of desire,
are lifted from the open heart
and carried even higher.
Hot and dry and baking
are summer’s stifling gifts,
the temper of the season
fanning many seismic rifts
yet beyond the sweat and fighting
we can break into a smile,
and the cool change off the ocean
makes the season’s shift worthwhile.
Now, the autumn breezes play
an adagio with the nerves,
calmly and quietly giving
life the send off it deserves
rolling on the cycle from
harsh to the serene,
storms and gusts and zephyrs
and all that’s in between.
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Seasons’ Breath
Contributed by
spike
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Monday, 11th August 2008 @ 09:46:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
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The winter wind cuts through me
like a dagger to the heart;
cold echo of the death knell
that sees all heat depart
yet the pulling into centre
and the shivering of the whole,
brings warmth where it is needed
and comfort to the soul.
Spring gusts are nothing gentle,
shaking buds from waking trees
the perfume from the flowers
lofted high along the breeze
and the particles of hope
from soils of desire,
are lifted from the open heart
and carried even higher.
Hot and dry and baking
are summer’s stifling gifts,
the temper of the season
fanning many seismic rifts
yet beyond the sweat and fighting
we can break into a smile,
and the cool change off the ocean
makes the season’s shift worthwhile.
Now, the autumn breezes play
an adagio with the nerves,
calmly and quietly giving
life the send off it deserves
rolling on the cycle from
harsh to the serene,
storms and gusts and zephyrs
and all that’s in between.
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spike
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2008-08-11 21:46:37]
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by elle on
Monday, 11th August 2008 @ 11:29:53 PM AEST
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| most calming. . . most pleasurable. . . elle |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 12th August 2008 @ 01:12:46 AM AEST
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My dear poet, I am awash with emotion after reading this ... and I must travel
through the words again. It is perfectly stunning. There is a sadness and
also a release of some kind in here that somehow breaks me and takes my
breath at the same time. I get lost in the emotion and sentiment, you know?
Like taking a walk through a woodland forest, where leaves litter the ground
and the smell of autumn fills the air, when suddenly you find you're not sure
of where you are exactly. You don't know how it is you got to where you are,
and you don't care. It's not frightening, just completely and utterly serene.
But there is a certain melancholy that you are there alone, if you get what I mean.
The last stanza I find especially enchanting and
more specifically,
"Now, the autumn breezes play
an adagio with the nerves"
I can't explain why, but that is so entrancing; so deep; so poetic!
I adore it when a poet can take nature and turn it into one of the most
provocative and heart-stirring pieces of romance I've ever read. Beautifully
stunning in word choice and description. Truly striking, spike.
You work, as always, is impeccable.
~ Breezy
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by ZiggyB on
Tuesday, 12th August 2008 @ 10:55:28 PM AEST
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Wow Spike...
This was amazing. Fantastic piece of writing.
I can only say again...OUTSTANDING!!!!!!!
~Stephan |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Eternal_Dreamer on
Thursday, 14th August 2008 @ 09:35:05 AM AEST
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Wow, Sir Spike, this is absolutely phenomenal. I have read and re-read this over and over. Your writings give a fellow poet such inspiration to start writing again. Your talent and skill in writing never cease to amaze me. Melbourne has been so cold and the heater has been running 24/7 here, lol. My neighborly Sydney friend these words linger around strongly in the air:
Now, the autumn breezes play
an adagio with the nerves,
calmly and quietly giving
life the send off it deserves
rolling on the cycle from
harsh to the serene,
storms and gusts and zephyrs
and all that’s in between.
You're a real master of words dearest Spike. Always a pleasure to visit your pages. Sorry it's been so long~ Take care
hugs your fan,
Sue M |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 15th August 2008 @ 02:29:57 AM AEST
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| It's like taking a slow walk down a country path and having the cycle of the seasons unfold all around you. You have embraced both the good and not so pleasant aspects of each and yet somehow make it feel alright...natural and at peace. |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Dom on
Friday, 15th August 2008 @ 04:41:23 AM AEST
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You create so many wonderful images here. Nature in all its forms is truly an inspiration to me and your words have had me gazing out of my window and appreciating what I see. It can be very difficult to do that when the weather is so frequently an"inconvenience", a thing to be moaned about. We are humble indeed in the hands of Nature.
Lovely write.
Dom |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 15th August 2008 @ 11:40:56 PM AEST
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Spike, this hits me in the softest part of my heart. You write of the seasons as I only wish I could, and you do so beautifully. I've always tried to embrace every season while in it and remember the good, and that is exactly what you've done here. Perfectly poetic.
~Jesse |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by emystar on
Sunday, 17th August 2008 @ 09:03:05 PM AEST
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What a powerfull, beautifull write.
Awesome.
huggs,
emy |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by wizard on
Tuesday, 19th August 2008 @ 12:26:58 AM AEST
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expertly written with great imagery and flow,
excellent job,
wiz |
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Re: Seasons’ Breath
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 26th August 2008 @ 10:37:53 AM AEST
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Your use of metaphor & imagery in this one are superb. Thank you. It is a great read.
Heh, I like the pic too. Really cool.
Thanks,
Tim
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