Fall In Nevada
Grey stone mountains
Plastered against the sky
Eagle's cry cracks the sun
Daylight drips from grey
Mosaics of flaming color
Aspens and oaks in meadows
Grey rainbows of granite
Brush strokes down the slope
Towering pines, oh evergreen
Stained gold with dying light
The cool of each shadow
Takes a bow to wispy clouds
A bluebird calls a sweet tune
The heavens are colored pastel
The sun dips in blue mountains
Another fall is swept away
Copyright © Kaelynn Jensen | Year Posted 2015
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