Seasons Past – a Poem from Brian Jackson

Image by Brian Jackson


Seasons Past


Autumn leaves fallen,

decomposing, veins exposed,

frail and then no more,

like lost memories of childhood,

youth and past loves

Struggling to hold onto the lost,

Winter inexorably comes.

Life’s foundations are shaken

at the thought of a future

bereft of once frequent dreams.


However, locked within our being

are rings for each season’s growth.

Strong when we were in love,

and our sap rose.

Slight, when we hurt, rested

and life stood still.

Knots were formed deep within,

as relationships changed

and we branched out, seeking new direction.


Yet when the leaves have fallen

for the last time and the tree is felled,

it is the variety of the grain and the knots

that gives the beauty, which inspires the carpenter

to shape the wood anew.


Brian Jackson

6 February 1999  Bedcroft

Kitty Parsons

Kitty has forgotten how long she has been here now but she loves Pembrokeshire for its beauty and it's people. She spends her time searching out stories for, swimming in the sea , drawing and painting as Snorkelfish and eating cake. She says " has been an opportunity to celebrate this beautiful county and its people. Keep the stories coming. We love to hear from you."

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