Autumn Ambrosia
Oak and maple trees turn to wines
As summer's final sumac twines
To autumn's cool amaretto scent
Among the season's soft lament.
The lattices of amber rose
Turn skeletal with fall's repose.
The final phase of new moon's chill
Brushes autumn upon the hill,
While fall's ambrosia soothes our fears
Of winter's cool crystal chandeliers.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
