~*i am autumn.....
~gliding upon solstice dance floors,
tripping the light fantastic with
dapper breezes dressed in grey
tuxedos...
tinting emerald faces to
blushing reds,
and spilling golden hues upon
shivering aspens....
~stealing at midnight
across pumpkin smiles,
brushing them with
sugar-fine frost,
while painting icy fractals
upon un-expecting window panes...
~lending tartness to apple delights
that dangle in trees fully ripe,
yearning to become warm cider..
~erasing crimson petals from
roses that that fall...
....hushed...to garden floors,
bees still seeking their
last sweet kiss of death...
~stroking the horizon with
artistic brush, dipped in ocean's
angry snarl....
...allowing october's sky
to give birth to a golden
harvest child...
~leaving forgotten feathered beds,
mourning doves escape upon
updrafts of cordial southern wind
~tucking spent butterflies gently
into chrysalis blankets,
lulling them into dream-filled
slumber of winter.
~spreading earth's bountiful seeds..
..maize, dried in butter-colored
nuggets for crow's delight...
....maple-seed spinners, plummeting
to mate with soil....
...as spores rush to become
truffled treasure...
forever changing....
..i am autumn...
Copyright Margaret LaVonne Hall
2003/2014
All rights reserved...
