The season is shifting
hard
to a fine point
sharp comes a crispness
crackling in the cool air
chilled
with southern comfort
as the high winds
sweep away the Summer swelter
and cast Autumn
upon the scene
ready to sneeze
nature’s orgasmic frenzy
into the wild
into the blues
into the yonder
song
upon far horizon
horoscopes thriving
as cycles spin
through crystal-hued constellations
shimmering as broken diamonds
in the Fall
while the leaves
spark their brightest color
a fading ember flashing
just before they die
and bleed back to the soil
~Scott Thomas Outlar
Atlanta, USA