The Wake of Winter

Brittany Dulay

This is the new version of my story 'Winter's Awake' and in my eyes it is a lot better. It tells of a story of how Winter (the season) is shunned by the world when it comes. In the end though, tears only create a beauty…A beauty between two…

Summer and Winter

Beth Wren' Sanger

Read it and find out, I'm not telling you here...:o) I should have a picture to accompany it in a few months.

Summer's Breath

Chloe Gill

This is a very old poem that I wrote a few years ago (that's why it's so BAAAAD!) but just recently re-discovered from the fathoms of my wardrobe (Where my mounds of notebooks lie). It's another one that I wrote for a story called 'Ruthless's Shadow'. It was a story about real witches in real life, based on my experiences practising witchcraft and manipulating the forces of nature. In this story there was a poem at the beginning of every chapter about some aspect of magick in the natural world.


Alana Poirier

A somewhat sad/nostalgic poem about what might happen if Spring and Autumn were to be personified into lovers...

The Song of the Raindrop Fairies

Anniina Jokinen

There is a melody to which this can be sung, but I am not savvy enough to transcribe it myself.


Samantha Knapp

Something I wrote on a boring Saturday, leafing through pictures and sighing in lonely discontent. You know those days.

The Blessed Kiss on Winter

Christina Stoppa

Well the frigid winter is on its way. This is a piece of poetry written as a tribute to the season. The illustration shows the spirit of winter about to draw the warmth out of a young elf with a kiss.


Pamela Poté

Kind of depressif and quite passionate I think. It's based on a poem I wrote not very long ago but it turned out darker than I intended it to be.


Nina Marshall A.K.A Confused One

a poem about the changing of the seasons. I wrote it in the eighth grade, and my friend handed it into a teacher, because she forgot an assignment. The teacher, who hated me, knew I'd written it, and told my friend that it was the worst poem she'd ever written, and that it made no sense. Please leave comments on whether it makes sense or not! PLease!!!

Games On a Summer Afternoon

Shuo Chen

Innocent play, or something more sinister?

A Late Summer Sunday Evening

Corbett Robley

My favorite poem is A November Night by Sara Teasdale. I thought I'd like to write something that *resembled* it in form, and this was my attempt... Fall is my favorite season and I thought I'd also like to write something that made me feel like it was September no matter what time of year I was in.

Don't Go...

Kate Frizzell

Lani is four, Ror is six. Ror arrived at the Hallowed hills when he was five. He's going to the Summer Sea for the Summer, and Lani doesn't want him to go. She can't go with him until next summer. Also, It shouldn't be Cy'ra she lays down next too, it should be Moon (her sister). Lani thinks Cy'ra is going to the Summer Sea as well.

Heart waiting for a warm summer day


My feeling about Nordic winters, it is more of a poem than a story but I would let the readers decide it.

Beneath a tree in summer

A. Boee

This is a strange short story I wrote for school. We were supposed to describe an idyllic world: I guess I didn't really answer that assignment properly. It's an exercise in portraying and describing. We could probably argue about whether it's fantasy or not, but I'll say it is; and it's got the rather morbid twist in the end that always seems to frighten my teacher. *grin* Also; I have a tendency to rely a bit too much on dialogue, so writing a story entirely without dialogue was a nice change.

The Gentleman and His Ladies

Janell Poulin

How the core of the Earth formed and seasons and other small things in legend/myth form.

The Tree and He

Mary Parker

Some things never change, but some do. In times of peace or war, with strength or without, a cycle continues always in time.

The Killer Smile

J. Shively

My friend told me that this kid's last name was Kielsmier. He called himself the 'Killer smile.' Silly me, I thought she meant a smile that killed people. She tried to correct me, but too late! This came out.


Tricia Sulzberger

This one got its title changed recently, but I like this one better anyhow.

Four Seasons

H. Myer

It's not what I envisioned when started writing, but the personification worked out okay.


Sarah Taylor

An impersonation of Summer