Emile Pinet Poet Sonnet

Vermilion Flames

Color clinging to the trees won't let go,
defying an early Winter flurry.
For crimson canopies shake off the snow,
assuring Autumn, she need not worry.

Jack Frost excels at igniting the trees
ablaze in scarlet and vermilion flames.
And while Winter winds commandeer a breeze,
she hasn't earned the victory that she claims.

As swirling snowflakes swiftly melt away,
Fall's breathtaking scenery is restored.
And for all those wishing Winter would stay,
She'll be back; but Autumn won't be ignored.

Brisk breezes strip the canopies of leaves,
while migrating geese slip away like thieves.

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Line Gauthier November 23, 2018 at 1:09 PM Vivid imagery, Emile. Well done. Emile Pinet November 23, 2018 at 1:44 PM Thanks Line, your support is so appreciated my friend, Emile.

Heidi Sands November 23, 2018 at 10:18 AM Very nice Emile. I can relate to the snow coming early in this poem. However, we got plenty that stayed with the leaves, both on the ground. :) Emile Pinet November 23, 2018 at 12:55 PM Thanks Heidi, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 23, 2018 at 8:50 AM Lovely piece! Alas, winter has claimed this terrain, snow appears to be here to stay, only the oaks left holding their leaves. xomo Emile Pinet November 23, 2018 at 12:55 PM Thanks Maureen, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.