Colours cascading <br />Stripping nature’s coat <br />Oaks, elms even the silver birch <br />Stretching skywards <br />Bare fingers reaching up <br />Playing tag in the breeze <br />Flexing <br />Dancing <br />Bending <br />So supple and strong <br />Beneath lay the carpet of withered life <br />Slowly decaying <br />Re-nourishing mother earth <br />Here and there occasional caps break free <br />One last autumnal crop <br />Fungi settling till spring <br />Puffballs collapsing inwards <br />Nurturing next year’s growth <br />Blanketed spores <br />Protected in leaf mould <br />Nature’s cycle <br />Sleeping giants <br />Hibernating wildlife <br />Cosy and hidden deep <br />Springs promised return eclipsed <br />Winter its forerunner<br /><br />Gordon D Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/colours-2/
