• Toby Gordon

autumn

A quotidian occurrence,

my habitual gaze out the window.

I study the trees that lie

beyond the window pane.


Out there, in that wonderland

not yet a winter wonderland,

lies beauty.

Beauty in the bark encased ringlets

and in the veined leaves.

Beauty in its most innate form,

change.


Change brought upon by

the seasons desire to inflict a

feeling of difference in everyone

and everything.


The foliage pads and leaflets,

once malleable and newborn,

now crunchy and red and

brown and orange and yellow.


What a wonderful time of year

to be an onlooker.


What a wonderful time of year

to walk down a broad and fiery-lit

street bordered by nature’s warm

confections.


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