the color glistens
and touches the wind as gold flatters the sky
reveling in the science behind
creating an end to begin new in the following year
This autumn brings a joyous taste to my memory
Resembling a past and a future
All medling creatively designing a passion
That catches my tears
Profoundly enchanting
Magically prospering
And rejuvenating my youth
Teasing with my senses
The apple pies and pumpkin spice
Are never fulfilling enough
As I wake to take in another day
Of Autumn
Autumn
As I stand and watch as autumn takes its hold around me
I feel the chill wind that abounds within
It makes me draw my coat tighter and bind to me
It teases me as it blows stronger
trying to blow my coat off
I look up at the trees around me
I see the chill wind as it blows through
the leaves of the great maple
As the wind gets colder
the great maple’s leaves begin changing color
Ever so slightly it changes from green to a bright red hue
It seems as though the leaves are dancing with the breeze
Then one by one
the leaves begin to fall
all inspiring me
I find myself fascinated
by this as I stand there gazing
upon this spectacle
I start dancing among the falling leaves
embracing the colors within me
I can feel the leaves crunching under my feet
All of a sudden
I forget how cold it really is
and just embrace the scenery that is all around me
Oh how amazing it truly is
This season called autumn
Autumn
You move me with your cold wind
So true you are to give in
To my desires of color
And blend into the magic that falls
To take cover
And the orange and brown suit
The ground
Taking over as children fall over
Into the piles of leaves
Floating above the grass
Never too fast
can we rake up the mess
And the wind sings to me
As they loan their colorful
garments off the trees
fully bare they are
and here I see
what can be of nature
brilliantly scarce of coverings
on the trees
forming new truth
for the years to come
as regenerating themselves
Falling Leaves
The leaves fall
And the trees hand over
Their paws
To the cold weather
So much sentiment behind
Leaving them all
To be grounded
In all
Entirely Reaching
for a different Season
the winter is coming
so the autumn is born
realizing it’s torn
between living and hibernating
in the rapture of the cold air
trees live within
and give into their cycle
of manifesting their power
of showering the flowers
with delight
