Consistent Chaos

This whole year
Has felt like
A moody ending
Leaves 
Getting stripped 
And torn
From their branches
It's almost a relief
That the environment
Reflects
The inner catharsis

Edulcorate

The autumn leaves cascade down 
In a catharsis of colors
The wind strews the debris about 
Like a careless child
Flinging loose sheets of notebook paper
The foliage falls as furiously
As the rain that steals 
The sunlight from the stormy skies

Extinguished

October is ending
The sun is still golden
And the foliage is fiery
But I feel as if I 
Have already frozen over

Fulvous

Unseasonably warm
Late september sun
Beams golden brown
In the afternoon
Like silken corn tassles
Waving in the wind
In sprawling amber fields

Dislimn

Brumous grey day
My brain is foggy
Like the glass
Of the window panes
Staring out 
At the storm soaked streets

Variegated

Lush forests turn 
From green to gold, orange, 
And fiery red
The evergreens stand 
Stark and verdant 
In the shadows of the canyon
Contrasting
With half stripped tree limbs
Leaves trickle through the air
And fall and float downstream
Dappling the rivers edge
Like sunlight through the branches

Glaciate

First frost
The horizon
Is stained
Black and white
The grass
Is frozen and still
The world
Is silent
And gods breath
Is fogging up the glass

Ambiguity

The oak trees know
That autumn is approaching
But the elms and the birch
Are in denial
Lilys bloom
But so does the goldenrod
And ending at war
With its own beginnings

Protean

Autumn snuck in swiftly
Through the back door
Rain soaked and sun starved
Wild eyed and windswept
Doom and gloom
And breathy promises
Of beginnings in endings

Louring

Rain weary days
Streak my window pane
The whole world is before me
And it is grey
From the street
To my soul
To the sky

Suffuse

How fiercly the asthers cling
To the edges of Autumn and August
Petals starving for sun
Streaked purple and red
Trying to blend in 
Inconspicously
Even as the goldenrod blooms
And the air dampens and cools
And mushrooms creep across 
The rain soaked September earth

Permeate

The hues of Autumn
Begin creeping in
Like water color paint
Seeping into a canvas
Just a tinge of red
On a verdant forest vista
The background is burnished
A bold, golden brown
Foliage begins to fall away
Lush, leafy landscapes
Reconfigure
To rust and rot

Perfection can look like sweat and storm clouds

It was one of those rare instances

Where right there in the moment I knew

For a fact

That I was happy

Late blooming wildflowers

The sun on my skin

The wind rustling my hair

A genuinely perfect

Autumn afternoon

It had rained all morning

But the roads had time to dry

So I went longboarding

Out in the country side

Corn fields and forests surrounding me

Swallows and rock doves flying playfully overhead

The sun was gloriously warm

I rolled up my sleeves

Just me and my thoughts and my music

Everytime my foot touches the asphalt

It kicks me further away

From my worries, my problems

I was inclined to take a picture of myself

Sweaty and windswept and all

Because I knew I looked happy

Not perfect

And that's okay

Way out

Where the roads intersect with never ended fields

And sprawling sky

I met the storm clouds out there

And called them home

Racing with the winds 

To beat them back

Conclusion

I’ve always loved autumn

For the way the world slows down

Takes a deep breath in

And exhales a fiery display of foliage

A reminder endings can be

Just as beautiful as beginnings

Summer’s end

Shivering in the gloomy sunshine
Listening to love poems
In love with the way
The world slows down suddenly
When autumn comes
Rain and hope hang heavy in the air
Always proving endings
Can be just as beautiful
As beginnings

Autumn Haikus

Autumn falls gently

Golden leaves cascading down

Casting earth in bronze

Golden shadows fall

Honey hues of sunlight dance

Blazing red leaves swirl

Radiant brilliance

Sunbeams on resplendent leaves

Fiery bronze and gold

Vivid red orange

Dazzling yellow foliage

Heart piercing blue sky

Autumn Impression

Fall, to me

Makes everything seem

As though I am bustling leaves

Churning through

One serene daydream