Change

the change in season
poetically addressed
such a glut of words
we must make word jam
as colours change
and forests blaze

here mid bryn and cwm
and enveloping coedwig
change cannot be missed
daily journey painted
more brightly every day
slows us down to stare

it would be remiss
not to note the change
from summer to autumn
like ignoring a baby
crying in the night
unthinkable, unkind

my thoughts of course
return to love and how
as seasons change outside
so too my heart is changing
new warmth and light glow
as fiery passions burn bright

my soul now bared
like the trees soon will be
nestles cosy with yours
as nights draw in
and changes snowball
into a future all brand new

~

A Little Note
I live in Wales, UK, and a little Welsh made its way into this poem. I’m not a Welsh speaker, but know a few words here and there.
Translations:
bryn = hill
cwm = valley
coedwig = forest

Published by Suzy Shipman

I like to take photos and write words ...

7 thoughts on “Change

  1. Cozy indeed it feels to read this verse, to read aloud and to remember passing far too briefly through Newtown, adoring the rolling hills of Powys, the farms of Tregynog, the gentle tones of the Welsh country, beckoning me to stay, beckoning (or so I felt), and yet I did not. I’ll never forget that lovely feeling, that warmth. Even in the cool rain. Thank you for bringing it all back to me through such a lovely conveyance as your verse.

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