Changing Seasons

In winter, leafs shrivel like sun dried prunes under skies of blue
I follow a breath, a wisp of warmth, like ice on flames of blue

Spring arrives, and limbs of trees rise like giants with slumping shoulders
Driving the coast, a froth and fizzing of waves in aqua shades of blue

Heat of summer; work days like marathons in a desert of rolling dunes
As syndicated television, and blockbuster movies leave us kind of blue

Fall saunters through, a vacation of heat, leafs turn from green to yellow
Nudging branches in cool breezes, long sleeve shirts in dark blue

Behind wooden window panes, blue eyes take in water, frozen under yellow light
Smell of pine, green needles resting on a wooden floor, an ornament of blue

-JW