Waiting For Winter
Summer's heat drags on, slow rolling days
beneath the sun
Holding on for autumn's chill
The nights feel cool, there is still
a chance to find a place to stay
Some where deep in, sweet memories
of childhood dreams
With endless skies, carefree hills
Innocence held there until
we wake out of our reverie
Feel the fall wind chill, gray rolling clouds
across the sun
Leaves that change and change will leave
things behind we once believed
Dreams our youthful faith allowed
Fade slow in winter, frost on glass
in morning sun
Still, we live in paradise
Heaven lies beneath the skies
In reckless love while ages pass
~~
JD Shirk, 2022
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I was very impressed with this poem. The wording is so natural and unforced that it reads like free verse, but if a reader looks closer he'll see it uses a stanza form that's pretty complex, both metrically and in its .rhyme-scheme. It's hard enough to use a stanza form like that, and even harder to bury it so a reader won't notice it, and just gets the benefit of it subliminally; that to me is a sign of real poetic skill.
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