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As flowers bud and leaves sprout
Spring starts flirting.
A delicate dance
filled with promises of beauty
and indulgence of desire.
Culminating in a love
blessed by Ra.
As flowers bloom and leaves shelter
Summer starts copulating.
A sweaty dance
filled with flashy exuberance
and indulgence of pride.
Culminating in a chill
from the inevitable fall.
As flowers die and leaves drop
Autumn starts hurting.
A heavy dance
filled with painful reminders
and indulgence of regret.
Culminating in a cold
to numb the memory.
As snow covers the beds and trees
Winter starts moving on.
A serene dance
filled with an empty white canvas
and indulgence of hope.
Culminating in a need
to start flirting again.
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This is so beautiful, Cat. I love, love, love the use of the seasons, and as mentioned, the repetition - something that usually annoys me - works wonderfully here! The images are so strong and vivid. Reading the last two lines of the first stanza is to fall in love. Don't change a word! Teri xo
As Leah has written this is a great metaphor for love and the seasons changing. I like your use of repetitions in each stanza and the references to the dance each season does. It is a spectacular poem, Cat.
