Today is the Autumn Equinox. It announces what in Virginia is one of the most beautiful times of the year. Here's a new poem to celebrate the season.
Gone to Seed
Fireweed done producing,
gone to seed,
Brilliance cuts a swath
through green's shallowing shelter.
Agitated Monet yellows
burnished van Gogh reds:
two nods to nature's talents.
Lips of leaves crisp
curl
cascade
Reminding me
I carry a palette
that cannot compete
with summer's last firing.
If I'm lucky,
my hand will find its way
before the final fall,
letting me catch
one memory
to sustain me.
Copyright 2009 Maureen E. Doallas
All Rights Reserved.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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