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She Wears the Colors of Burning...

Light from the morning sun kisses the ground,
with lips that know how and where to place perfection...
On high, waves the airy dress of fall...
Ripe are the fruits that hang to heavy vine..
Trees reach out in fire and nakedness...
Gone are the green blades and sweet scents of summer and her gifts of dreaming 
and desire...
They have been replaced by the earthy exhales of dry ground and powdered 
promises..
The year's final chapter is being offered on the sheets of crisp air and frosty veils...
The eagle and the sparrow find flight, above and beyond,
the rolling hills that rise and fall like the crooked spine of yesterday's departure...
Today finds her open to fingers that explore and stir her aging wine...
Today, she wears the colors of burning....TAH

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Anne P. Murray July 26, 2012 at 2:33 PM The title is so captivating, you think its going to be a personal love poem and yet it is a love poem about nature "Today finds her open to fingers that explore and stir her aging wine... Today, she wears the colors of burning" Magnificent words

Elizabeth Wesley February 1, 2012 at 7:14 PM So wonderful to read again, your magical words portray the arrival of fall beautifully.

Elizabeth Wesley November 15, 2011 at 7:01 AM A sensuous taste for the mind, love the images you paint in the reader's mind!

Doris Culverhouse November 1, 2011 at 6:38 AM enjoyed reading your sensuous write.....brings a different light to my plight....

Elizabeth Wesley October 28, 2011 at 4:56 PM Beautiful wordplay TAH, the vivid descriptions are a delight to read.

Elizabeth Wesley August 11, 2011 at 5:59 PM I can almost smell the air in this lovely verse. Such images for the mind are wonderful. Enjoyed so much Tobey

Carol Sunshine Brown April 8, 2011 at 5:05 AM I have stopped by to read some of your amazing poetry today Tobey. I hope to be back soon to read more. I wish you the best with your writing always. Love, Carol

C.C Bloomsfield November 4, 2010 at 9:26 AM tmfs

C.C Bloomsfield November 4, 2010 at 9:25 AM It must be Autumn. .i was searching for a poem of yours i haven't read.I found this gem. .One day i want to have a book signed by Tah on my shelf ,your talent is Outstanding and hey yes recom. Water that tasteless water,lol.

Charles Henderson October 20, 2010 at 7:47 PM very good work Tobey.

Doris Culverhouse October 20, 2010 at 11:58 AM beautiful work!

Wilma Neels October 20, 2010 at 10:34 AM Wow excellent images of seasons changing, you did this brilliantly. Last line is the cherry on the cake ;) Wilma

Carolyn Devonshire October 20, 2010 at 10:20 AM Awesome description of the change of seasons. So eloquently written, Tobey. "Trees reach out in fire (fall colors) and nakedness" is a stunning image! Love, Carolyn

James Peranteau October 20, 2010 at 8:26 AM An excelent exit of summer dear poet ! Much love, james