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Autumn Leaves
Brittini Brayton
Swiftly, silently
Floating down
Caught by the wind
And shifted
Toward the dying sun
Swirling and bouncing
As they go by
Catching you're eye.
Reds and yellows,
Oranges and golds,
All intertwined in an
Intimate dance,
Each one,
A beauty to see
As they slowly,
Ever so slowly
Descend to lie
On your shoulder
And whisper the words
"Summer is over".
Ode to the Changing of Colors
Dan Adam
All the leaves are rustling on the trees,
Because of the icy cold breeze.
These leaves were once a brilliant green
And are now multicolored and pristine.
Red, yellow, and orange is all you see
Like a beautiful sunset over a fiery sea
On the Ground chipmunks scurry
Trying to hoard nuts before the first flurry.
Deer and bear get fat for the cold
Coats of fur getting thick and bold
Apples and beech nuts are plentiful
Eating 'til they are sure their bellies are full.
Beautiful scenery is all around, you look
So take your face out of your book.
Autumn comes but one a year
And it will always be held dear.
Ode Autumn
Stephanie Behuniak
The leaves fell dead
But the color remained
Dark skies and cold rushing water
Air that stings the breath
How can this season be compared to others?
The cold chill puts me in a daze
How the warmth has vanished is unknown
The sky darkens as the day progresses
Only the dark moon finds comfort.
Autumn
Meghan McDonald
Every year in mid September
Autumn hides under a rock
Waiting to push away summer
And expose its true beauty.
It sends bright, cheerful colors
To all trees in the land.
A truly joyous season
The most beautiful time of the year.
As summer ends and fall begins
We all want to start fresh
Autumn gives us that chance.
Let's start a new beginning.
Ode to Autumn
Katie Brown
Bright colors and pumpkins galore,
warm and cold weather,
sweet corn and apples to eat,
Autumn flowers blooming.
Trick or treating, dressing up,
windy days and the swaying of the trees.
Smell of the fruit and autumn,
death of plants and trees.
Gardens full of pumpkins ready to decorate,
orchards of red delicious apples.
Death of some things, birth of others,
Calm waters, cold nights.
Soon winter will come,
and it will be another year until?
Autumn.
Ode to Autumn
Alonda Paddock
Awakening in the crisp, frost- touched morning
In time to see the colors of the mountain light up,
The wind picks up a funnel of newly fallen leaves
And then they drop, as if just from the tree.
Society seems to have calmed the way the colors of leaves
Have drained to shades of beauty.
This Autumn is a time for those mundane
To explore the season and be untame
For this time only comes to spy
No bystander should let it pass by.
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