Blazing Color
Carmine, orange, and rust paint the trees
as they drip from Jack Frost's brush,
clashing with emerald green,
they set treetops afire
with blazing color,
a splendorous
November
work of
art.
Red
cerise
and scarlet
colored pigments
fuel vermilion flames
that scorch green canopies,
crimson ashes ink their wake
dabbled with scarlet and yellow
as the leaves change almost overnight.
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