July was deeply Yuba blue
Reflecting everything white and berry tone
I only saw through it in time-lapsed clouds
August burned through the soles of my feet
orange and red and scorching
But September has come yellow
The poppies faded
yellow
The grass drowned in
yellow
The maples turning
yellow
So I will sit in my own golden California
watching time as colors
and willing Autumn brings kindness
until October comes purple
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
July was deeply Yuba blue
Reflecting everything white and berry tone
I only saw through it in time-lapsed clouds
August burned through the soles of my feet
orange and red and scorching
But September has come yellow
The poppies faded
yellow
The grass drowned in
yellow
The maples turning
yellow
So I will sit in my own golden California
watching time as colors
and willing Autumn brings kindness
until October comes purple
