An American Autumn

The sunbeams shine around and partly through the translucent leaves
The leaves are tinted orange like a beautiful aura waiting to be discovered
The branches of unique trees spread towards each other in an abstract arch
The amber leaves reflect the dew over the quietly emerging fractal limbs making for heavenly beams of light shooting through the crevices of the canopy
In relaxed nature the true beauty is delivered
The sunset connects to the suburbanised prairielands along with the adjacent maple leaves
The details are everywhere and on every tree, plant, object, sidewalk, road, plain
Its simplicity, yet so complex
Like a snapshot, I can only look back
For this day, this second is on another world half a decade in the past
My old life has left...
And yet ...
Iā€™m still here

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I did this in year 7. (:

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I am partial to Autumn poems;

I am partial to Autumn poems; that is, I mean to say, to good Autumn poems.  And this one is an EXCELLENT autumn poem.  Highly evocative of both the beauty and the thrill of Autumn, not one of its words is out of place, or wasted, or superfluous.  


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