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Friday, October 19, 2012



The leaves on the sugar maple
burn vibrant orange.
Sparks of yellow
and extravagant crimson
explode into moments
of fire-fall embers.

And we forget
stop and draw near,
willing to be singed
by the fevers of autumn.

Words and photos are copyright Carol Steel.


Crafty Green Poet said...

what beautiful autumn colours!

Carol Steel said...

This year has been particularly terrific for brilliant colour on the leaves. It's a good year.

Jane Tims said...

Hi Carol. Your poem makes the most of the fire metaphor. I love the images around the words 'ember' and 'singe'. Jane

Carol Steel said...

Thanks Jane. I appreciate your feedback on my writing.