Hints of Autumn
I Clear Water Mirror
Clear water mirrors the trees;
caressing shades of green dress them still.
Of late, the evenings hold a chill;
the season bend approaches;
ending summer's stronger scented flowers
along the lane nod and point to God.
II First Tang of Leaves
Dying leaves' first tang tints the air,
crisp, pungent flavor of late August haze;
soon their fall will glaze the pond
with riotous, colorful display.
Nature raises her director's wand
and conducts the insects' praise.
© Faye Lanham Gibson, August 17, 2015
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2015
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