Hilda Oakley

Australian author and poet

   Oct 27

Seasons

Autumn:

 

Embracing the warmth of autumn colours

The tapestries of life.

Perfectly woven one side and tangles on the other.

Yesterday is gone, now we must push on.

As flowers in the garden are of different sizes and hues,

So are each one of you!

Then come the storms.

What can we do?

There is sadness.

Hope.

 

Hilda Oakley

Copyright © 22.05.2013

 

Seasons

Winter:

 

Warm milk with Milo.

Snow flakes, warm fuzzies.

Long walks in the snow.

Sun shining on trees,

Brilliant beams,

Sparkles.

Hot soup to warm the heart.

Mittens and scarves.

Sweet smell of pine trees and pine cones

Smouldering in the ashes, glowing, alight.

Toasting marshmallows on a fork over an open fire.

Making snowmen!

 

Hilda Oakley

Copyright © 22.05.2013

 

Seasons

Spring:

It’s the time when everything is new,

Time to shake off the winter blues.

Oh!  The beauty of brightly coloured flowers,

Blossoms appear after the gentle spring showers.

The blankets of nodding violets,

And the brightly coloured daffodils.

In the park, the lawns are lush and green,

Bright flowers emerge forth from bulbs.

New-born lambs frolic in the midday sun,

Birds chirp out loud, building new nests.

Everything shines fresh and bright,

They glitter and sparkle in the dappled sunlight.

The warmth of the sun,

The freshness of the outdoors leaves me spellbound.

 

Hilda Oakley

Copyright © 22.05.2013

 

Seasons

Summer:

Summer brings with it the relentless heat,

Everyone is hot and swelters, even late into the night.

The daylight hours are longer.

They eat ice-cream to quench their thirst and to keep cool.

Tongues of flames rage from tree to tree through the forest,

The bush-fires crackle and smoulder in the distance,

The air is filled with smoke.

The dry arid land cries out for rain.

Multitudes of people head to the beach to cool off.

It’s a good time for swimming and surfing.

Afternoon storms move in bringing thunder and lightning.

After the rain, everyone feels refreshed, renewed.

 

Hilda Oakley

Copyright © 22.05.2013

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