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