Autumn Glow

It was a beautifully laid path of moram stones minuscule ice dust seated on my pink hands holding yours covered with a three-quarter thick cotton high neck navy blue t-shirt Our lips forgot their role as the eyes got hooked in looking at rows of the orange yellow pyramids lined on both sides of the reddish brown path In a dazzling grandeur autumn in a pose mild fragrance wafting in the flowing wind That the tragic hues could be so loud one wouldn't believe without witnessing Used gourd skins with Halloween residuals sunlight seated on a pile of harvested straw dimples on our cheeks we exchanged our eyes two bodies rested for a while in a soul Flapping wings in their southern flight We look for a charcoal glow from each other ____________________________________________________ October 22, 2020 Still-Life Autumn Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Eve Roper