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Deep red blushes across a leafy face;
rhythmic storms of fragrant colour.
Perhaps a waltz of gold and copper, vying for a place
in the transient spectrum of retreating summer.
Though it seems autumns’ won the fight,
as the sky bids farewell to the intense blue it once embraced,
sending its poignant farewell off on its infinite flight,
To reach a rain sodden earth, obediently bowing under an enemy too often faced.
However nature’s not quite ready to relinquish yet;
the crawling fingers of a sinister winter still being kept away,
while an ethereally reminiscent auburn light keeps beauty safely in the net.
And the inky yellowness of a solstice sun keeping the frost at bay.
Besides its not all doom and gloom.
There’s still the sky’s greatest treasure to be unveiled – a rising harvest moon.
©2011 Caitlin Law