Dance of Autumn Leaves
Tuesday, 1. September 2009, 07:19:28
Dance of Autumn Leaves
Carefully crafted the third season
of deciduous trees and leaves
gently swaying and basking in
sunlight amidst a back drop blue sky
the autumnal equinox staves off the winter solstice
taking joy in all the colorful hues
of browns and golds, deep reds and ambers
as it waves goodbye to Summers bliss
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
and so the leaves dance and play
to the winds song that has travelled afar
beyond the north as we know it
to revel in this beautious season
though at first glance one sees the season
as one dying as it lays and dry upon the ground
and we see not, we feel not the life that might be emerging
only seeing the browns and golds, deep reds and ambers
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
strange it seems, this change of season
that bursts into colors beyond our senses
silhouettes and shades that cast it's shadows
sprinkled beween stark limbs soon to be naked
unremembered sleep of Autumn wrestling with
the nearing of winters cry - yet but a snap
of time that passes this way all to quickly
artfully and splendidly crafted color
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
and so this dance of Autumn soon must end all but too quickly
as autumn's quilt lies silent on the ground beneath
the great trees, the teller of time
and bid the north winds song of frolic goodbye.....
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2009
Carefully crafted the third season
of deciduous trees and leaves
gently swaying and basking in
sunlight amidst a back drop blue sky
the autumnal equinox staves off the winter solstice
taking joy in all the colorful hues
of browns and golds, deep reds and ambers
as it waves goodbye to Summers bliss
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
and so the leaves dance and play
to the winds song that has travelled afar
beyond the north as we know it
to revel in this beautious season
though at first glance one sees the season
as one dying as it lays and dry upon the ground
and we see not, we feel not the life that might be emerging
only seeing the browns and golds, deep reds and ambers
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
strange it seems, this change of season
that bursts into colors beyond our senses
silhouettes and shades that cast it's shadows
sprinkled beween stark limbs soon to be naked
unremembered sleep of Autumn wrestling with
the nearing of winters cry - yet but a snap
of time that passes this way all to quickly
artfully and splendidly crafted color
and now awaits the first leaf - must fall
and to the world - Autumn, Autumn, Autumn it must call
feel the breeze whip around the bark
Autumn winds crisp and stark
and so this dance of Autumn soon must end all but too quickly
as autumn's quilt lies silent on the ground beneath
the great trees, the teller of time
and bid the north winds song of frolic goodbye.....
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2009
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