Posted in Free Verse, October 2016

Uncaptured Beauty

Autumn Trees
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 😊