October glitters of roads
dusty
Of fallen maple leaves
yellow
as roasted plump pumpkin
brown
as burnt paprika and sugared
cinnamon
Days fold quickly into heavy
silence
I tend to my secret
sorrows
Brushing them with moon-
light
They gleam ... an early first snow-
drop
Grace@Everyday Amazing
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Kim Russell. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word - EARLY. See you when the pub doors open at 3pm. Thanks for the visit.
