Glint! Glisten! Sparkle! Flash!
It is dawn, and the sky is awash in pastel colors.
Pale watercolors limn crystalline festoons,
Gloaming's nadir.
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Crunch! Crackle! Swish! Stomp!
Ghostly forms of sycamores glimmer in the pale light.
White-furred leaves heralding better than brassy band,
Susurrus's surfeit.
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Huff! Puffle! Whoosh! Swoosh!
My breath sparkles in the still air,
Falls like diamond ash onto ice-sprinkled leaves,
Ephemera's ending.
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Caw! Kraork! Krek! Greck!
Hugin and Munin's kindred seem to be a-holiday.
Partygoers dance in spruces with murderous intent,
Silence's apogee.
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Pallid. Wan. Chalky. Waxen.
The further I venture, the more Autumn's colorful reign is broken
By monochromatic usurper, inexorable, persistent, inevitable.
Winter's harbinger.
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Scrape! Scratch! Brush! Sweep!
I cannot dally for sunrise's duty; I must travel far.
Exertion replaces sublimination, to my dismay,
Magic's vanishing.
About the Creator
Meredith Harmon
Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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