My view has changed
It's rearranged
The trees appear deranged
It's autumn
Colours glow
Leaves like surreal snow
Blanket the land below
I caught some
Wither, fade, about to die
Yet rebel against the gunmetal sky
Break the bond and briefly fly
Momentum
I become re-souled
As the days turn cold
And natural features break the mould
Let the darkness come
Light watered down
Sky wears a silver gown
Greens immutably change to browns
It's awesome
Esra Sloblock
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/season-3/
