Fall Viewed in a Frame

Its been too long since I posted here. I hope you enjoy the view from my window...

Acorns leaching brown on new cement

Leaves curled cold by frost’s first kiss

Bright mums rounded yellow

In clay planters by the door

All seen through the breach

Framed in rectangles of glass

Trace of grass lying fallow

Mustiness of leaves

Gentle scents that seep inside

Announcing shorter days

Damp and fog now spreading tendrils

Of warming mist across the ground

Morning in a world at dusk

The sun is glowing gold