This is an older poem from the archives, a succinct seasonal musing just in time for the changing of the guard, as the Northern hemisphere bids farewell to summer and welcomes autumn. I hope you are all having a wonderful, inspired day! Enjoy!
Trees twist and turn,
their outstretched limbs
gather the lingering light
in anticipation of the autumnal respite.
Clasped leaflets circumscribe a colder sun,
edging closer and closer to oblivion.
Green satellites return to earth
as brittle, burning skeletons
plastered into the dirt.