(Poetry) Autumn

Autumn

The first brush of autumn
Falls its kiss across my cheek
Sending a tiny shiver of air
To tingle through my spirit
Watching leaves flitting by
In the colors of burnished fire
Golden, red, orange leaves
Turned from summer green
The crunch of waning summer
In leaves beneath my footfall
The hint of winter chill to come
Predicting lace like future snow
The flavors of autumn memories
Warm cider and harvest wines
Kiss the warm days goodbye
Tuck the summer nights away
Snuggle closer to a secret lover
Gazing up at the harvest moon
The sweet crisp days of autumn
Whisking me up in its breeze

(C)Angel Hart Poetry
Sunday, September 18, 2011