The Melting of the Cold: A Poem

At transition times of the year or in changes of temperatures (from warm to cold or vice versa) I get inspired by the beauty in the changes of nature.

Here’s a poem I wrote born out of my gratitude for the melting of the snow.

The Melting of the Cold

Drip. Drip. Dripping.

The sound of water flowing down the hill quickens.

Hints of spring; and soon the arrival of chickens’

Eggs being collected. Growth and sprouts will soon be about.

Sun beaming bright. This is great cause to smile and shout.

The cold is melting. Melting slow but steady.

After blizzards, ice, and dark days we’re finally ready

Ready for the return of a season of bud, bug, and bicycle.

The melting of the cold is the beginning of the arrival of
this new season cycle.

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Some Autumnal Afterthoughts: A Poem

Here’s a poem I wrote in reflection of seeing the beautiful colors on a tree I saw this morning. I’m trying to be more intentional in finding joy in life. I ended up turning around to get a better photo of the amazing fall colors on these trees.
Autumn Trees
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Some Autumnal Afterthoughts
🍁 Beauty is often found in the ordinary.
Yet, it’s not always expected.
🍁 Sometimes you find it by happenchance.
Serendipity. Fate. Perhaps Divine Providence.
🍁 The constant is it’s all around.
Through sight, smell or sound.
🍁 In thought or sharing laughter.
No matter the weather— winter, summer or fall.
🍁 You will find beauty in all
When you seek beauty you will be free,
🍁To see it in everything, even in something as simple as this tree.
And though the world changes: friendships, ages, even a shift in chlorophyll
🍁 When you are open to beauty and be still
Wonderment begins to color your eyes
🍁 And see life as it is meant to be— free from it’s guise.
© 2022 Matthew Chicoine
More Seasonal Content from The Simple Catholic:

Unexpected Joys on a Summer Morn

A Snow Story to Keep Spirits High

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