fall
flurries
those bits of
crumbled color, crushed
into
the ground
hints of red
crimson and gold
the fragrance of a season
brilliance
so crisp
eyes nearly have to squint
leaves and color gently
drop from
branches
shredding
their yearly coat
floating down
or pushed
by
windy
gust
fall flurries
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
fall
flurries
those bits of
crumbled color, crushed
into
the ground
hints of red
crimson and gold
the fragrance of a season
brilliance
so crisp
eyes nearly have to squint
leaves and color gently
drop from
branches
shredding
their yearly coat
floating down
or pushed
by
windy
gust
fall flurries
