Season’s Cast
In quiet solitude of morning
Beneath fuchsia-amber sky
I heard the first yawn of autumn
I saw her stretch in swirling dance
Toting her palette of rusty hues
Brush poised to paint her season
Her presence palpable
Though with spirited curtsey
She pirouetted off the stage
Making way for summer’s finale
With scorching scenes and last hurrah
Fire on the mountain his curtain call
Spires of lavender beg for another show
Hollyhocks aflame in standing ovation
Fronds of cosmos bow to spiked blooms
Awed roses drop petals upon the stage
A troupe that weaves the tapestry backdrop
For the arias of fruit, ripe for harvest
Soon leaves will be autumn’s canvas
Her brush transforming the stage
She will cast her dancers onto the wind
Twirling amid parched boughs
Directing leaves to form a crisp carpet
Face-paint for her vibrant season
But today belongs to the sun
Summer’s costume, readied for his final scene
A swan song in robust bass
A stunning performance not soon forgotten
Drawing in the edge of night, he exits the stage
In a commanding bow to autumn
Sherry Gail Heim
September 7, 2007
Copyright © Sherry Gail Heim 2007
Sam
Which I have enjoyed reading
Peace & Love
William
Aberjhani
Be safe,
Karen
God Bless,
Lew
still have those boots on my mine each time I think of you..lol!!
Love Tinka
Ron
HAHA how dare Jill complain lol... we've hit the mid 70's a few times.... oh well i guess years go faster at my old age...
top ho ole gul...
I have missed seeing you around here. While I loved the colors of autumn, as a resident of Ohio, I always hated the fact that autumn meant that winter and the snows were just around the corner. Now that I am in Texas, where it is 90+ degrees every day of the summer, I am always happy to see the first cold front, even if the cold front only drops the temperature to the low 80s, as reports are that it will, next week.
This is a beautiful piece.
Thanks and please don't be a stranger!
Jill
Richard
Love,
Eileen
Fee
Regis
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Kathy
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.