Tom Ramsey


Autumn Hues - Poem by Tom Ramsey

Over the taut canvas
her fingers dance,
spreading autumn hues.

She pauses
and steps back slowly
to search for balance.
Brushing her hair
from her cheek
she smears a line
of amber paint.

Squinting her golden eyes
and tilting her head
she returns to the canvas
with pencil in hand
and scribbles dark lines
criss-crossing the silvery dots.

They are her highways
leading away from
the flat Arkansas Delta
to the autumn hues
flaming on the New England hillsides
on a crisp fall day.

Leading far away from
her small town streets
to the silvery dots shining
on the Manhattan skyline
on a crisp fall night.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 26, 2003



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