Vermilion Fall
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There is a palette, rare, that Autumn holds
Brights shades of amber, sepias and golds
The forest canopies - once emerald green
Now set ablaze with burnished tangerine
The foliage drifts, butterscotch and brown
Soft pastel-hued confetti, spinning down
So crisp, the air and leaves of scarlet red
As Mother Nature tucks the woods in bed
And when the months are waxing on to ten ...
This bold vermillion dance ... will start again
October 16, 2018
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2018
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