Winter Dreams


Leaves fall like flakes of gold and bronze

Tumbling through the cool autumn air

To hush the footsteps on forest carpet

That awaits winter’s bridal gown white


The trees whisper into the north wind

Of the warmth of summer days and rain

Another ring on the finger of recorded life

That speaks in tongues of seasons past


The trail meanders like a brown ribbon

Through elms and pines born years ago

Where the world beyond was a different place

But here, it is only time that has passed


Both flora and fauna prepare for sleep

To slumber away winter’s cold grasp

With dreams full of all the vivid colors

That are needed for the coming spring


20 Responses to “Winter Dreams”
  1. beth says:

    I love, love this seasonal poem – autumn is my favorite season and. I hope it will be a while before the bridal white appears

  2. kristianw84 says:

    I am so looking forward to Autumn! Beautifully written!

  3. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    The change of the seasons, another wonder if nature…I just hope we can always enjoy these changes but with the damage that mankind is causing to the Earth, one never knows if there will always be seasons coming and changing. Lovely work indeed my friend!

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    We used to live in the midwest when the change of seasons was unique and dramatic. While we live in a more moderate place near the ocean now, I do miss the change in seasons. Well done, my friend!

  5. I sure like the way you say it.

  6. Jim Borden says:

    Beautiful poem, Brad. But I prefer to see no reminders of the upcoming end of summer until the very last minute! 🙂

  7. jonicaggiano says:

    Beautifully written and I love the photograph that you chose. Lovely my friend. Love ❤️ Jonikins

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: