Yet another book of a hundred 8-line poems.
|One More Autumn Poem
Reality selects its fiery palette
as Autumn arrives, painting the leaves
with red, yellow, and gold,
setting the forest alight with warmth,
spreading a shifting carpet on
the dark and dampened earth.
Overhead, the windy sky is brushed
with opaque gouache clouds.
Line count: 8
For Express It In Eight, 10.24.21
Prompts: Palette, painting, brush, gouache.