This Autumn Night
On wings of scarlet, radiance takes flight
as leaves, like cardinals, soar overhead.
They twirl, then tumble, beautiful and bright,
beneath September’s sun, which spills deep red
onto the valley’s floor. In dying light,
the peaks of distant mountains garlanded
by clouds still gleam into this autumn night.
For Brian Strand's 'ALL YOURS (Jan 30)' Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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