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When Seasons Speak

When seasons speak of warm and blue and bright They call to me with everything in sight To worry not the problems of the day To just enjoy the love of nature’s way When seasons speak of war and hate and pain They call to mind of what there is to gain Another win another plot of land The toll of death another bloodied hand I wonder how just how one comes to choose Bullets to flowers with so much to lose

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 5/3/2024 8:18:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your "When Seasons Speak" write. Great Ending... Have a blessed day writing away.........................

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/3/2024 10:47:00 AM

Thank you so much Paula xxxoo

Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/2/2024 8:26:00 PM

Gettysburg comes to mind. Beautiful write, my friend. :) Gershon

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/3/2024 10:47:00 AM

Thanks so much GW!!!

Lin Lane

Date: 5/2/2024 5:55:00 AM

When greed and power become more important to people, the value of peace is lost. Brings to mind the cliche’ about smelling the roses. Lovely lines with a message.

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/2/2024 11:37:00 AM

Thank yo so much Lin xxoo

Valsa George

Date: 5/2/2024 4:26:00 AM

The loveliness of nature stands in contrast to man made atrocities like war. We often make the wrong choice of bullets over flowers. It is so sad. Beautiful poetry, dear Mike. Much wisdom in your concluding lines.

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/2/2024 4:44:00 AM

Thank you Valsa xxoo

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 5/1/2024 4:43:00 PM

I became immersed in your poem, Mike--its gentleness and physical structure made for a pleasant read. I especially liked the profundity and wisdom in your last four lines...why would one choose bullets over flowers! Well done! Wishing you a pleasant evening, Sara

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/2/2024 3:59:00 AM

Good day to you dear Sara, thank you and Happy Thursday xxoo

Silent One

Date: 5/1/2024 12:53:00 PM

Your poem eloquently contrasts the beauty of nature's seasons with the harsh realities of human conflict and violence. The opening lines evoke a sense of tranquility and serenity, as the speaker is called by the warmth and brightness of nature's embrace. It invites us to immerse ourselves in the simple joys of existence, free from the burdens of daily worries.

Mike Gentile
Date: 5/2/2024 3:59:00 AM

Thank you Silent one!!