Joyce Sidman, 'The Season's Campaign'

[duathir]

Cross-post from war_poetry:

The Season's Campaign

I. Spring

We burst forth,
crisp green squads
bristling with spears.
We encircle the pond.

II. Summer

Brown velvet plumes
bob jauntily. On command,
our slim, waving arrows
rush toward the sun.

III. Fall

All red-winged generals
desert us. Courage
clumps and fluffs
like bursting pillows.

IV.

Comments

Lady of the Day

[pigshitpoet]

i like this poem, it's got a sense of mystery
and speaks beautiful imagery to me

Re: Lady of the Day

[duathir]

I am glad you like it; I do too.