Rich vibrant, living color Dying on the branch In glory as I drive by A canopy over my way Or buttresses along the living border Of the blacktop I traverse
Saturated, tickling synapses Charming my eyes, beguiling Oranges, yellows, and reds: Candy apple, empire, merlot, barn and fire engine Fighting for their share, their due On the canvas
Tree after tree, mile on mile On the ground, the road, the sky In clouds and whirls Filling my vision Sun sky clouds frame the mood Backdrop and highlight Juxtaposed light and shadow Fall clouds, showers and rainbow Over the harvested corn field, Ground turned over And rolling hills beyond A curtain call of October For the failing blood The fleeting chlorophyll Gone for another season, another cycle
Neither etched nor burned into memory But part of the collective The knowing - fall near and at home Warm and enduring again Comfort food for other senses