Monday, November 2, 2015

AUTUMN RITUAL, a poem by Patricia Crandall


 
 AUTUMN RITUAL
 
Plum foliage
swells upon changing trees.
Leaves
tumble to the ground
in a play of wind,
crisping and curling
where they fall.
Beauty and color reign
in a time so fleeting,
breathtaking, and sobering
for the stark ritual
that is to come.


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