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I was feeling both silly and poetical tonight, so here’s my whimsical take on the arrival of fall weather. Criticism is welcome.

Fickle Rapture

The whole world is beautiful
In the moments just before
The leaf flutters to the ground.

But then it collapses to rest
On the hard gray sidewalk,
And it is just dead foliage.

* * *

Portrait of a New York Sidewalk in the Fall

Arming themselves against the cold,
They emerge puffed up
Like frightened felines.

* * *

Goodbye, Summer Nast

The wind whips away
The heavy humid sludge,
And a clear blue sky
Rises from the rooftops.

* * *

Waiting for Myself

A fresh season, a fresh start —
It’s time to start anew.
But just as quickly as
Inspiration arrives,

The seasons change again.

* * *

On “Falling Back”

I capture autumn daylight
As one observes a scene
With eyelids squinting open.

The sun only makes a cameo
When it’s daylight-saving time.

* * *

Rainbow Ballet

There is color in everything
And nothing.

The warm hues
Of the leaves, the decor,
The glowing lights,
Combat the muted sky
And the retreating green.

It is an adversarial dance
That twirls with wonder
In my pink-sparkled mind.

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