October

I wrote this poem on October 1, 2009, inspired by the autumn season.  I hope you enjoy it!

October

Autumn leaves—

goldenrod, copper, pumpkin.

Cool, crisp air—

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Sweater sleeves.

And so comes October.

Harvest wind—

ushers in the changing season.

Cello strings.

Warm, radiant sunshine

clings to the trees,

not yet ready for hibernation.

Blushing summer leaves—

rustle, tremble, hold tight,

relinquish, let go, fall—

tumble in the twilight.

And so comes October.