But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.
Stephen KingMots clés seasons fall autumn summer september
And I'm lost behind
The words I'll never find
And I'm left behind
As seasons roll on by
Mots clés seasons music-lyrics
I met Anne in the autumn... Autumn, that wild season when rural men rack orchard trees with sticks and weep with the desire to kiss faraway Demeter’s supple breasts—to set lips to her travel-swollen eyes. They seek goddesses, but I desired only Anne.
Roman PayneMots clés life seasons autumn mortals payne goddesses demeter
TO what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
Mots clés life poetry beauty poem seasons april spring poems
In Ohio seasons are theatrical. Each one enters like a prima donna, convinced its performance is the reason the world has people in it.
Toni MorrisonMots clés seasons drama weather
Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
Charles DickensMots clés seasons
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
Edna St. Vincent MillayMots clés heart relationships seasons infidelity summer
Summertime is always the best of what might be.
Charles BowdenMots clés death seasons mexico summer juarez
We say that flowers return every spring, but that is a lie. It is true that the world is renewed. It is also true that that renewal comes at a price, for even if the flower grows from an ancient vine, the flowers of spring are themselves new to the world, untried and untested.
The flower that wilted last year is gone. Petals once fallen are fallen forever. Flowers do not return in the spring, rather they are replaced. It is in this difference between returned and replaced that the price of renewal is paid.
And as it is for spring flowers, so it is for us.
Mots clés death seasons renewal cycle-of-life
Somewhere I’d heard, or invented perhaps, that the only pleasures found during a waning moon are misfortunes in disguise. Superstition aside, I avoid pleasure during the waning or absent moon out of respect for the bounty this world offers me. I profit from great harvests in life and believe in the importance of seasons.
Roman PayneMots clés life moon pleasure seasons superstition beliefs bounty roman habits superstitious superstitions payne roman-payne full-moon harvests
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