Fall of a Season


The Alluring acidic aroma

Of decomposing leaves

In a sidewalk gutter

 

Hangs sweetly

As a chilled nose

Inhales

 

Mother Nature’s perfume

 

Ohh

 

What a great excuse

To practice our ratio of

Powdered hot chocolate mix

To heated milk

 

The nectar

Of frost bitten mornings

 

The blend of sunny

Cold days

 

Allows us to appreciate

The warmth outside while it lasts

 

The night lingers

Longingly

Into your morning commute

 

The sounds of your tires

Demolish tricolored leaves

Making a perfect eulogy

 

To the end of an Indian summer

 

 


0 responses to “Fall of a Season”

  1. A delightful pastel watercolor look at your surroundings, very James Schuyler-like, beautiful rendered. I inhaled this poem. Thank you Wayne. Will

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