welcoming Autumn

bright red petals of roses,

yellows blue and purple

flowers, the vibrant green

of leaves, so quietly they change

from their ebullience into their

more Autumn hues of orange,

brown, black and russet   

warm winds cool, blowing the

cotton whites now misty and gray

as Robins and Hummingbirds

cease their play, pack to journey
south-bound where the sun still

heats and breezes still are warm

the blue-jays  and crows remain,

they caw in competition as they

sneak and steal the nuts and seed

from chipmunks and squirrels

not of starvation but to store,

preparing the arrival of ‘old man’

Winter’s cold nights cold days

houses now dressed in a fancy of rustic,

colors from pumpkins and silhouettes

of black witches on brooms, spiders

in webs, that hang from gutters and

eaves as white pillowcase ghosts

swing to and fro while the piercing

eyes of goblins, their incisor teeth grin,

to welcome the myths of Fall