Home » Poetry » Poetry: “Advance”

Poetry: “Advance”

The seasons are changing, and they cannot be stopped.



Fenrir wolf howls
Brings the advance
Of winds from the north
And stares at the sun
He covets that warmth
And wishes to tear
It down from those heights
And swallow it up
As summer retreats
So does their’s advance
Lumber on onward
Across our lands
Spread death and decay
Tear leaves to the ground
And open the skies
To snow and to rain
It’s time to prepare
To bolster our strength
And fill up our dens
To survive these long months


Copyright © 2018 · All Rights Reserved · Fantasy Transcendent

Leave a Reply

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

WordPress.com Logo

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

Google photo

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

Twitter picture

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

Facebook photo

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

Connecting to %s