Birches showing the first hints of autumn foliage

—Almost-Fall

Summer moves toward a whisper,

verging on nigh but memory.

Old red and sugar maples hint

—just a branch or two at a time—

of the choir of colors to come.

Yea verily—it’s Almost-Fall.

 

Soft velvet yields to antler

as the squirrel, deer, and raccoon

greet the random rain of acorns

through many still-green oak leaves.

And the hills of Painted Post know

—they always do—it’s Almost-Fall.

 

Crisp air portends the orange-browns

of hickory, and the golds of

poplar, locust, ash, and birch.

Even wondrously stubborn oaks

profess with bright red-purple leaves

a grand design—it’s Almost-Fall.

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