Seasons, by Danny Kemp

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As summer ends in all but the mind,

Days and nights turn into a different kind.

Morning mists and an early moon,

Herald the coming of the year’s end soon.


Autumn flatters the fading trees,

Painting golden their dying leaves.

Winter waits just days away,

With its threatening clouds of snowy grey.


As seasons pass and slip from view,

So does life for me and maybe you.

Changing seasons entombed in time,

Mirroring the life of both yours and mine.


© 2014, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.


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About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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3 Responses to Seasons, by Danny Kemp

  1. Gorgeous picture of the lyric.

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