Florence Weber Mann

Fall Drama

Like myriad jewels October comes
Topaz and flaming red
The length and breadth of slopes
And canyons of the White Mountains.
Rays of morning sun glint scarlet-gold,
Leaves glow in dew-damp air,
Give promise of never-ending loveliness.
O opulent October,
You give us one last show before
November winds ravage leaf and limb
And all your red-gold harvest lies
In heaps upon the ground.
O, October, how can we feel gladness
Beguided by your pageantry...
When trees stand bare and mute,
We wil remember your grand performance
Was but the prelude to a death-like sleep.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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  • Stacy Painter (10/2/2006 2:51:00 PM)

    I just had to create an account so I could submit a comment to your poem 'Fall Drama'. It is beautiful and truly lovely. I was drawn in with the first line and felt every word and seen the world you painted. Thank you for giving be a picture in my heart and head that I won't forget. That is was poetry is all about.

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