Autumn posed for me
Outside my window
Her golden brown skirt
Flowing upon a carpet of green
She stood
With one arm draped in scarlet
The other in gold
The wind gasped and held its breath
The song birds sat in silence
As I tried to capture her beauty
With my muted watercolors
In frustration I shouted “No!”
All this silence must go!
Her beauty she must show
Vividly, boldly, richly,
Her colors cannot be muted
They must glow and burst forth
Awaking the senses
Blazing forth vibrantly
Until Autumn is no more!
Free Verse
This poem wrote itself as I stood looking out my patio window at the colors of Autumn and pondering in my heart of how I might paint the beauty that was in front of me. Quickly realizing though that these vibrant colors should not be muted by watercolor, I chose to take a photo instead 😊
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 
Beautifully expressed, Leona! Enjoy the amazing colours of autumn… 🙂
Thank you Iris, I surely am. 😊They are fading fast though.