Dare I say it, but it’s getting to be that time of year…
“Ode to Autumn”
By: Frank Cormier
Reflecting off the pond are the brilliant colors of fall.
Yellow, red, and orange leaves radiate, as green hooded
ducks and brown geese gracefully swim past not being jaded
by the tranquility. They know winter will soon call.
Even the bumbling bees dance for the last pollen ball.
While the leaves of the cranberry shrub fall from loaded
branches of red tart berries, the dragonfly hunts wooded
havens for one last meal. The last vestiges of fall.
Summer Clethra has turned to peppercorn. But do not eat!
The purple blossom of the Joe Pye weed is in defeat.
And the ginger tasting Sweet Flag root brews in a vat.
Witch Hazel readies to bloom golden threads of a flower.
These are Mother Nature’s way of letting us know that
all is just fine with the Earth as it turns towards winter.
Copyright (C) 2015 by Frank Cormier. All rights reserved.