Autumn forest
a colourful dream
leaves last lustre
not what it seems.
Once green foliage
now brightly blushing
in a last fling
before their hushing.
Season will end
hues will tone down
leaving branches bare
above decaying ground.
© Brenda Aksionov 2014
[Art courtesy of Ellen Brenneman]
Absolutely lovely poem, Brenda. I’m honored to share my painting with your words.
Thank you for the compliment Ellen and for allowing me to use your beautiful painting which inspired this poem.
So beautiful and touching poem, Brenda
Thank you Csilla :)