Such Plenty.
Autumn
season of burgeoning juices,
your lusty-tongued ferment
bulges with fall.
How ready-ripe luscious formed
fruitiness
which sun-seared waits swollen
for your open maw.
Autumn
spreader of rust on emerald
verdance,
your seeded feast drips with
tawny harvest.
How greedy-full of red berried
certainty
your gaudy blaze of overweight
garners.
Autumn
changer of frenetic spreading,
these dew-damp mornings send
death to hedgerows.
Your chill-bent mistiness finishes
roses.
Autumn
wind-ripper of used spider webs,
why harass such plenty when
frugal\'s ahead ?