In praise of autumn skies. Second in Verdant Poetry Contest, Autumn 2020. |
| Autumn Interlude When fiery embers of the dying summer are spilled across the forested hillsides high above, the sky fades from haze to the flat, grey overcast of fall; in the bright, sharp mornings of frost the contrails measuring, defining, the threads of high altocirrus lace, then the sea fret infiltrating, its damp fingers embroidering crystal droplets on the spears of grass. Such is the changeling, fragile autumn, first one thing, then another, a diaphanous phantom to this stranger from a land of two seasons only. the rainy and the dry. Line Count: 15 Free Verse For Verdant Poetry Contest, September 2020 Prompt: Autumn |