The wheels of cars in traffic toss leaves around
nearly soundless but my ear picks up the dryness
of Fall rustling in the wind that mimics the sound
of confetti stained with the palest of golden yellow
or burnished bronze with brilliant crimson reds
all falling, swirling down on asphalt oil stained
that now becomes a veritable canvas lit stage
Nature’s wonder captivating me, mesmerized, awed
bringing my eyes to look skyward to them and I see
tall narrow canopies of trees appearing to be dipped
in the colors of a painter’s palette and a melee
of colorful drips descend from the branches aflutter
and all traffic noise becomes mute and disappears
© October 2021 Renee Espriu
Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art
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