Rustling, half-attached, bathed in filtered amber glow,
Topaz, peridot, magenta, coral brilliance,
Vibrant washes of color, engulfing senses, calming mellow,
Refreshing chill, summer’s relief, waning essence,
Release, drifting, tumbling, gliding, absolute freedom,
Gentle breeze, kiss of cool, coddled to and fro,
Rocked in mother’s airy arms to stitch her dress of autumn,
Approaching her perfect skin, final rest, no fire below,
Brothers, sisters, cousins, friends, knit and woven,
Mother’s dress, mother’s shawl, mother’s frock,
Silk, velveteen, velour, taffeta, cashmere, satin,
Fantastically tailored, elegantly embroidered smock.
Has there ever existed a more elegantly poetic death?
This was actually inspired by a photograph I had taken last fall here in Tennessee. It may lose a bit in translation without seeing the the actual photograph but if you are one who can clearly picture the beauty of fall leaves and colors it will not be lost on you. (I do intend to post the photos that inspired this poem in my photography section.)