Orange Mosaics
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Scarlet, crimson, vermillion, and cerise
are showcased amidst canopies of green.
And the ground morphs into a golden fleece;
as fallen leaves, umber, and tangerine,
pave a pathway south for migrating geese.
Autumn breezes can snatch one's breath away,
like Spring; Fall's a magical time of year.
And as colors and breezes interplay
orange mosaics suddenly appear,
as fallen leaves are blown in disarray.
Alabaster hoarfrost dusts the landscape,
etching frosty swirls on cold windowpanes.
And forest floors morph into a moonscape,
as bare skeletal trees haunt the remains
of Autumn's confetti and ticker tape.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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