An Acorn Lies Within The Snow Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE
An Acorn Lies Within The Snow
Beneath this oak with branches strong
Where birds once filled each morn with song,
Through winter spring and summer fall
Their graceful tunes did softly call,
We saw the buds and then the leaves
But now for us December grieves,
For love that died so long ago,
An acorn lies within the snow.
Through summer in its restful shade
So many promises we made,
That we would stay forever one
But now all hope of joy has gone,
With passing days when skies so blue
When flowers bloomed for me and you,
As icy chill of winds now blow
An acorn lies within the snow.
When autumn came this oak stood bare
No longer did we linger there,
The circle of our love complete
Had turned so sour no longer sweet,
No feeling left within our heart
We sadly drifted far apart,
Now all alone as tears do flow
An acorn lies within the snow
Hi Andrew! ! Your poetry never ceases to amaze, always a pleasure to read thank you! ! Best regards Friend Thad *10*! ! ! !
I envy you your capacity to use the traditional form to express your ideas and share your feelings. Your poignant title is worth repeating and you do so in the body of the work with great skill and effectiveness. Some bitter/sweet images too. All in all, an enchanting read. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A very moving piece Andy, you have excelled here, well done my friend, 10 Lynda xx
An acorn lies within the snow- you have woven a bitter sweet poem using seasons of life and heart. a lovely, moving poem.very touching 10
If I ever have to wonder Why i enjoy poetry so much.it will be as a reminder to me, it is because of poetry such as yours Love duncan x
All I can say is WOW! ! ! ! ! I shall continue to read your poems in due course. This has been a pleasure for me. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Andrew, this poem is absolutly beautifull, what a wonderful comparison to death, AN ACORN LIES WITHIN THE SNOW, it is fabulous... Your choice of words are fantastic, ironiclly as it seems, I too associate the four seasons with life/death, and so did my father........ Wonderfull A 10! ! Bonnie Collins