These are the colors
outside my studio today:
No artist could conjure a more lovely combination.
And such a delicious blend of warm sun and slight briskness --
changing almost from second to second
as the world hesitates here between two stops.
Close your eyes . . . can you feel it?
Close your eyes . . . can you feel it?
Perfectly autumn.
fall
golden slant of light
bright-edged and ebbing
a wave through the last
leaves, a crisp goodbye
of color, a flutter
of wings away, whispered
and twirling as a lullaby
riding its October wind
to a contented rest
--smh
(Hope your Monday is beautiful as well.)
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5 comments:
What a lovely poem -- "a crisp goodbye of color" and the lullaby imagery are so apt. I'm still not ready to fall...
Although I love the color of the leaves against the impossibly blue sky this time of year.
I'm glad autumn goes out on such a colorful note. Something to savor on the gray gray days that will follow. Very nice poetry too.
Fall is the BEST!!! I took pictures today also!
What a wonderful poem, Susan! I'm so loving the colors right now - and every time I go out I forget my camera. There's a grove of trees near me that has an almost mystical feel, absolutely glorious color, but it's on private grounds - maybe I'll get nerve enough to ask if I can take a picture!
you have such a gift for poetry. lovely images, the photos and the words.
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