Bryan Riley

Rookie - 73 Points (September 2,1966 / Salem, Massachusetts)

October Fires - Poem by Bryan Riley

Gazing out upon the world
that is my kingdom
Leaves turning;
colors- springing up like
little fires here, there

A riot of color
a forest of gemstones
Ruby, garnet, topaz
mingle with the
emerald backdrop
of evergreens

A beautiful Indian Summer day-
or is it Native American or
Indigenous People's Summer?
Damn Columbus! Why did he
have to be so dead-wrong?

The mist steals in to
shroud the spectacle

Falling asleep for
just a moment- then waking
to find the world has gone
brown and grey and
October's fires have
given over to
November rain

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, April 26, 2010

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