Like venom through the veins

Wind is blowing, Autum reigns
grey the skies with heavy rains.
Leaves are lingering, though not all
one by one they eventually fall.

Vivid tones: red, scarlet, pink
colour leaves with vibrant ink:
symphony in red and gold
only the strongest leaves still hold.

When the frost time will begin
Most leaves finally give in.
And as the last leaves fall to earth
the final chord it can be heard.

Piles of leaves now, all around
when touched produce that crackling sound.
Just a few still clinging on
Autumncolours almost gone.

Naked trees like statues stand
with just a few leaves as garlands,
touched by wind, as Autumn reigns
decay running like venom through their veins.

Simone Opdam, 12 november 2024