Flaming Autumn
A thrill of autumn debutant debrief
with row on row of bushes blooming red
releasing winds of change upon the reef
autumn bids her hues of mournful reds ;
the bristle pinecone clings to scented pine
and dances in the breeze then all around
as trinkets fall abreast time after time
the nutmeg earth rejoices without sound
in gentle motion earth's rotary stirs
fulfills the promise of a season's page
October and November breezy whirrs
find aim and turn their colors brown to sage
as cooler nights attend our entourage,
we welcome her by harvest's old adage.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2019
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