Autumn Fire
One can hardly take a breath at all
For brilliance splashed against the wall
has reasoned with a summer's soul
and paints the season with vibrant gold
The brittle breeze as evening falls
is mixed with smoke from burning piles
of leaves we raked one afternoon
stacked high with colors bold and wild
Smoke whirls up high above the house
Each silent garden laid to rest,
As the close of day leaves nothing left
but crimson skies, and colors red
We can hear the music of the trees,
with rustling sounds, stained red and tan
While wind seeks out the apple tree,
And scents the air with celestial zest
The mighty oak drops acorns, freed,
Brown squirrels have scurried to their nest
They've stored a harvest from the earth,
We'll watch as geese form silhouettes
And when the trees are barren branched,
A world takes rest, to start anew
While autumn prances through the hills,
With stain ablaze in amber hues
The heart is filled with peace of mind,
As embers warm our home tonight
While weary gather near the flame,
This year at end, we bid adieu
One can hardly take a breath at all
For brilliance splashed against the wall
Has reasoned with a summer's soul
To paint the season edged in gold ......
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10/27/16
Contest: Autumn Fire
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
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