October—In the Words of Rolland Smith
October
by
Rolland Smith
October
©2019 Rolland G. Smith
O fleeting, splendid bright, October’s dazzling light
Long hidden in the buds of birth below the green.
An ecstasy of eye’s ability to see
What nevermore and ever will again be seen.
Tiara wreaths of crimson reds and sienna.
Robes of rusted browns; ensigns tanned in saffron hue,
Natures standards of the oak, the birch, and maple,
The ash and aspen, just before their leaf’s adieu.
Blowing in a pruning breeze, colors drop away,
To flutter by and decorate the frosted fall
And celebrate the shedding cloak of summer’s sheen
Before the dancing flakes of snow will white enthrall.
Colors are the chorus, the season’s change in sound.
Scarlet, a crispy snap, Jasmine’s much more frail;
Maroons rustle in the breath of a bouncing wind
And lingering greens help the harmonies prevail.
The leaves of fall, the garland crowns of wooded land
Attune to the life of man by the breaths we share.
The exhale of one; the inhale of the other,
A symbiotic natural grace within the air.
Keep thy palette bright, October, drop no more leaves
Least not until appreciation passes by
And then, the comfort of your colored quilt will warm
A winter day with thanks the way you beautify.
The Poet: Rolland Smith is a gifted writer and has written a number of poetry books. His ability to capture nature is amazing and thought provoking. He has worked in the world of radio and television with some of the titans in the field such as Walter Cronkite and Ed Murrow. (Used with permission)
Photo Credit: Barbara Stevens (teacher in Hopkinsville, KY) . The photo taken in Photography in the Environment class at Brandon Spring Group Camp, USFS Land Between the Lakes looking out at Bard Lake.