Vermillion Autumn Couplets
Crunching through woodland the senses revive
From fresh pine to birdsong the soul feels alive.
Squirrels make haste to stack winter supplies
As amber-winged swallows soar up to the skies.
With persimmon sunsets the sky is suffused
And trees boast their bronze, gold and fiery-red hues.
The full harvest moon beams a warm orange glow
And winks at the smiling plump pumpkins below.
Even Matisse with his palette so bold
Would gaze on in awe to watch autumn unfold.
30/09/18
'vermillion autumn couplets contest' : sponsored by Vermillion Scythe
Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2018
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