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NATURE: VISIONS II

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   WELCOME TO MOTHER EARTH

  And Her Four Seasons

Photography by Phillipp Jason
Poetry by
Suesan Neustatter Jason




SPRING  FORWARD

Showers burst like tears
 flung from the wee eyes 
of a newborn;
a quick wail 
of a T-storm-
like the fast blast of
 a guitar strum . . .






SUMMER'S   GOLD

  I dock my lawn chair in the sun,  
    While ships set sail for foreign lands. 
Since travel is a mighty sum
I sit with sunlight in my hands.




AUTUMN

TIME

intangiable as air,
Secure as rock.
Time is the governor,
Which gives the world
it's clock.

     Now say,  the minute is . . .
  The hour,  or the year.
  Now say,  it is inheritance
  For all who shelter here.


 


WINTER

   There are no flowers now,
 There are no blooms
 Just stark stoic trees
And stale rooms.

    No sign ot spring is seen,
    Oh, will it ever come?
      And lo, my mind is wrecked;
       And lo my heart is numb.


   
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THE SEASONS
Always In One PLace . . . But Moving
                                                           

                                                                                                                                
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