plighting night
taking flight
in leftover leaves
when spider weaves...
abundant traps
or dew-drenched maps
glittering wet,
flittering threat
in nipping breeze...
Winter's tease
flashes of hues
splashes of rouge
and amber gold
from times of old...
stooped reaping crone
in drooped sepia-tone
she disturbs the dirt
frees herbs and wort
root and fruit fill the nest...
fool and ghoul chill the rest
sweets and treats thrill the chest
givings for livings
come in grateful platefuls
days are wrought numb...
'tis the ways of Autumn
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