Nature Nurtures

Nature Nurtures Fall’s color creeps across her fingertips moving through the darkness of warmth’s chill subtly shifting focus – slowly grips whispers on the breeze: “It’s time, be still.” As apples faces reddened, softly blush plump pumpkins practice making orange faces green beans and peas dance limply in the hush as fingertips of leaves show fall’s first traces. Crimson tomatoes challenge Shakespeare’s claim deep yellow squash lies ripening in the dust emerald green hot peppers tend their flame turnips sport their coat of ruddy rust. Fall’s color creeps across her fingertips preparing all to kiss our waiting lips. ©8/17/2017 submitted to – SEASONAL COLOR – Poetry Contest