Autumn’s anointed A few chosen ones With a touch of color On her favorite sons On her dearest daughters She’s honored them, too With the rarest of tones With the richest of hues With their touch of color They honor Her, too Standing tall in late summer Against the sky so blue
Shadow and Light Can be tricky things And with them both Nuance they bring Depth appears shallow Highlights become low Colors seem muted Day fades, Dusk glows Morphing between Moody and bright Night and day Shadow and Light
October’s Blessings Yellow, orange, red Will rain down upon us In the days ahead Gentle reminders The more things change The more they stay the same But, through the magic of nuance The promise of new remains
Oh, to be as free As the leaves On the autumn breeze To float To drift To fly with ease Colorful Confident Calm and carefree Fully present In the beauty of The moment
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
It was as if the sun Reached down With her glorious rays And blessed them all This October day Transforming the trees With a golden glow A magical glimmer Together they shimmer For all who have Autumn eyes To see
The trees are feeling chill Laid-back and carefree The mood is contagious If only you’ll let it be Rising up to autumn’s sun Bowing under fall’s full moon Just being in the moment Whether morning, night, or noon Multi-colored tie-dye Speckled on their leaves The trees are feeling groovy Swaying in the breeze
Leaves fall Like candy-coated rain In a carnival of colors As the seasons’ change Transient, unexpected Never the same
Flowers have faded Like memories gone by Petals adrift They find places to hide ~ Nuts fall in rhythm One, two, three, to the ground Where some are buried While others wait to be found ~ Mushrooms make their way Up from the earth Out of darkness Comes a time of new birth ~ While… Read More Hands of Time
Whispering winds So soft and so sweet Lull the leaves And plume grass to sleep ~ To dream of autumn’s Shortening days With crisp fall nights To set the leaves ablaze ~ Matching the color Of the setting sun With an orange glow Dusk has begun ~ The transition from day To the dark of… Read More Luminescent
Jessica M. Collette 
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