red maple leaves
blazing fire & frisson
feed
this simple soul
quiet space is growing
as autumn grips the sky
copper & russet
we fall
on bed warmed by hikes
our footprints invisible
by dying sun
Autumn Leaves
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Three Little Words by Sarah.
I chose: Feed.Quiet.Copper. Join us when the pub doors open by 3pm EST.
