its cute.

my fav stanza ....

the broken leaves
of Winter's end
brush up against
new Summer's door

it's got something in it that i really adore.

 Hey Joshua,

First off --- fan fiction, humor, horror? Am I missing something?

I like this a lot. Your simple, yet charged language smelled of another time and place. Each word was a gel capsule filled with oils and nutrients that enriched the poem. Good work.

I liked your understated rhyme scheme. It gave the piece an air of elegance. I don't see enough reason for the "a" of line 5 to be capitalized. I don't think it adds too much to the poem. There's really nothing besides that that I would change about this piece. Favorite line:

walk blackened paths

Great! I want to read more. ( :

Hey mister!

The closest thing I have to a constructive suggestion is:

Make the "a" in the second stanza lower-case. I would perhaps make that entire stanza a parenthetical? It's a sort of quieter continuation of the first stanza (does that make any sense?), and I think putting it in parentheses would strengthen its quietness (again: sorry if that makes no sense).

Also:

Why

I see myself
walk blackened paths

And not just "I walk blackened paths?"

Since you've listed this as fan fiction, I can only assume it is a fan fiction about the previously-established fictional characters Winter and Summer. Sorry about that really bad joke.

Greetings Josh!

I liked this a lot. The imagery is strong, the language is tight, and the rhythm is pleasantly even. Sleepy as I am, it lulls me a little. The shortness of the lines makes the rhyme feel like a little too much at first, but on a second reading, I actually like that, too.

I must say again--I love the imagery. Every word you've chosen is significant and specific and just so. Really well done there.

I guess the only thing about this that doesn't quite link up for me is the sudden narrative voice of first person in the third stanza, and the "nettle throne" in the last one. It's a pleasant surprise at first, but the ending feels...incomplete. I'd like to know more, to find out what else there is around this place, this season, this character, this throne--maybe it's the beginning of an epic poem! Maybe not, though. ^_^

I agree that that "A" might not need to be capitalized. I dunno, though.

So, um, yeah, this is really great! I wish I could be more articulate about it. You seem to be dominating the articulate thing here, since your poem is great and my critique is only marginally coherent and probably unhelpful. But, um, I liked it a lot!

 since Meghan brought it up--- epic poem? eh? eh?

 I thought this was pretty neat.  It seemed to relate to old, epic - y (I'm sure that could be a word), fantasy things that I tend to read, and whether or not they actually do that is what I associated the poem with.  It put images in my head of ancient seasons and castles and old dirt paths and whatnot.  However, the first stanza seems a little odd to me, because I associate broken leaves to dying ones, and dying leaves to the end of summer and the beginning of winter, so I was a little hesitant about

the broken leaves
of Winter's end
brush up against
new Summer's door

I could be getting this wrong, but it seems to imply a newly arriving summer, but in my mind the broken leaves imply that winter is coming.  And for me, the overall feel of the poem is one of decaying summer (glory?).  The second and third stanzas seem to support this,

old
and dying times
 

the aging floor

blackened paths
where harvest once
was often sown

The imagery seems to show that things are not as they once were, and I feel like the tone of the poem is bleak and harsh.  I think you did an excellent job of constructing the imagery, and it would make more sense to me if, in the beginning, the seasons also implied this.  I could just be trying to logic this out in my own head too much, because I already like way it sounds and all.  I guess I can sum it up in that the first stanza seems somewhat hopeful whereas the rest is almost despairing. 

I like the last stanza and I think you've done a good job, but it does feel incomplete, or that there is more to the poem.  Maybe I just want there to be more.  Anyways, I like that you made the second to last line

I won't resist

a choice, using won't instead of can't.  Whoever it is chooses not to resist rather than being unable to.  Very cool, and that's all folks! 

We should hang out some time or something, we live a whole five minutes from each other.

I really like this poem.  It reminds me of crinkly old yellowed paper.... and an aging dictator who only meant good things by his rule. (oops)

But, shouldn't winter's end brush up against spring?  Which may not fit... but thats the only part that was confusing.  Unless your referring to Texas in which case...

wow!  I really like it.  It's short and sweet but still gets at me.  The theme "out with the old in with the new" is really prevalent in this verse of the poem. 

the broken leaves
of Winter's end
brush up against
new Summer's door

I love the juxtaposition between the seasons putting winter and summer together like that.  People usually don't compare those images of the two seasons the way you did, it was a very good move. 

A taste of old
and dying times
scattered across
the aging floor

i love this verse.  It really brings the theme home and drills it into the readers' head.

Keep up the great work!

 Wow, reminiscence of Edgar Allen Poe.  Keep writing, look forward to reading more!