An afternoon in seasons

I lie in bed and watch afternoon

move into the evening –

long shadows stretching beyond

the hedge line in the fields behind

the garden littered with autumn –

bare branches shivering in the breeze,

coaxing in the birds and their feathers

to keep themselves warm in the frigid winter –

still, hints of spring remain in the roses

trying to bloom, or summer in the golden light

shimmering across the drops of evening dew.

 


Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

Between the Trees UK

Between the Trees US

Signed copies on Etsy

 Image by Jörg Peter from Pixabay

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