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October

Late morning light that casts a slanted path from Eastern sky
Upon a decaying terrain of diminished day
To torch the tumble of crisp and fragile foliage
Where a multitude of basking golden shapes rest serene
Waiting for some chilly breeze to set them free
Thus fly and swirl a dance amid the rustling air
Below the bereft and gilded trees of Autumn
A foraging squirrel prepares for Winter dormancy
In mad hatter frenzy and sense of urgency
Before the low lying sun heralds a growing night
Poor tenacious October hopes for brief reprieve
Away from winter’s cruel, relentless hold
To reminisce the heady summer days of warmth
When growth is at its prime in hues of perfection
But October’s glorious colors are more supreme
With shades of golden browns and red that please the eye
Displaying a richness unsurpassed 



First frost

To see the spangled coat of frost around is bliss itself
A whitened gallery to strut upon and breath the air of health
To study with awe the convoluted glistening spider’s web
That weaves an abundant intricacy upon the shrub and hedge
The soil is frozen to the spot, its muddy shape retained
A tricky hike for underfoot but a sure and firm terrain 
The uncertain air of autumn carries changes to bemoan
Bequeathing icy chills that penetrate right to the bone
Encrusted cars with swirls of ice obscure the drivers vision
But patterns formed within the ice are quite an exhibition
Fair wintry wonderland tainted by the artist’s able hand
Creates new forms that chrystalise like gems upon the land
First frost that cloaks and stills the river and the stream
Glazing the surface with its cool, enough to make it gleam
The summer plant is broken, but the perennials live on
First frost’s beauty is but temporary and sadly quickly gone

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