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OF AUTUMNAL FIRE by Gary Jacobson 
A season outrageously sublime When the earth vibrantly comes alive In vitality where very senses thrive. When the whole world seems ablaze Immersed in festive seasonal craze. Before winter’s frigid rage Passing joyous Autumnal phase Its debt to summer pays To quivering heat of golden rays Paint glorious dioramas through sun prisms Embodying nature's grandest euphemisms. Festooned with glorious nature's fire Enraptured senses canyons inspire... During a season of electrified beams entrancing Fevered enchantment in fiery red leaves dancing Displaying burnt orange to bright canary yellows Burnished golds that mortal man mellows. fiery reds with bright yellows contest To be the brightest under the deepest Royally rich blue sky White limestone spheres jutting to heavens high Mother Nature almost garish in her resplendence Showing opulent rich tapestries of abundance. 
Crackling seasons passing harmonies rhythmical Mountains become almost a sacred place... Verily, a holy place Become a chapel of reflection Blessed cathedral of benediction. Autumnal fire gives sober, breathless feeling Insignificance before great power reeling Festooned with nature's golden yellow brick road Singing that, "We're off to see the wizard," ode With Dorothy, the Tinman, Lion, Scarecrow Contemplating all natures vast riches bestow. 
Show an Autumnal light show in feverish propensity Enflaming leaves in raptured frenzy Clothing themselves in finite story commendatory, Staving off winter's snows bleak and hoary... In this last gasping moment of crowning glory. Magnificence comes when the sun Blistering in withering shades olive dun The celestial equator crosses, Earthly holdings in splendor embosses Leaving air clean, cool, and crisp Leaves but nature's confetti crinkly brisk. An annual festival of summer's death bereaves Ecstatically frenetic as the leaves Seasons aglow in changing spasms Autumnal fire showers blithe enthusiasms The verdant forest gaily tosses Around vibrant colored semiglosses. 
Aglow with fiery prose Poetic hearts pleases... Birth to seasoned, blustery breezes Mapled leaves in brightly tinctured passion Give the season fiery fashion. Joy adorned with engladdened hues bedight Casts this carnival of fantasy delight Leaves flutter in mesmerizing flight's ecstasy Noble, high spirited, sheer tranquillity Wearing cheery colors of jubilant bliss, Baudy amour in a moments festive kiss. Autumn far exceeds stuffybounds of propriety Bearing heavenly lace inspired in delicacy... To irridescent greens in fevered hue awakening From lazy summers slumbering Comes a bemusing sense of extravagancy... Short-lived immediacy Just a fleeting moment of passing time Sets on fire this feeling sublime Then the fire's suddenly gone! Fallen to winter's breadth in melancholy wan Ready after existence to commence the dying Decrying enraptured hearts finite dimming Falls last gasp tokening summers ending... 
Lingers on the tip of the tongue of wintertime Majestic seasons aligned like fine wine By the creator designed... To capture this fragile moment of peace Multiply it in hearts increase Golden riches that will never cease. Witness Autumnal wonderment as the very trees weep Showers of gold into earth to keep Pillowed through soft winter's sleep Winter's snows covering its last hurrah of glory From exuberance, giving calm that lasts a lifetime Softened in nature’s harmonic rhyme. by Gary Jacobson Golden glow the arches Glowing honeyed after summer’s lull A season where a blistering sun parches lazy, hazy, crazy days lolling wonderful. Seek respite before crystal fairyland's storm Zesty awakening between sleepy and raging scene. Tranquil brilliance in icy splendor adorn Sparkling in sacred stillness of quiet serene. Paint lavishly with breathtaking color Fiery autumnal inspiring sheen Senses suddenly vibrant in dazzling ardor Cascading glories careen... One cannot but look in majestic nobility Without composing poetry Feeling touched by grandeur holy Vitally alive in colored country His great eminence impart Evidenced on forested row Divine reverence shot to the heart Quickening joyful spirits a flaming arrow. Bound deep to inner serenity of human soul Witness the translucent forested dawning To the very bowels of being bestow To eternity hallelujah’s resounding Rapturous shout to fiery show. Feted forests in golden glory crowning Last gasp passage of seasons red riot rite Golden arches lavish festivals entertaining Yet for awhile forestalling winter’s might. Vivacious colors explode to bleak winter assuage Advent of bitter wind and snow Zestfully held back with fleeting advantage For too soon upon riven forest winter will blow. Looming overhead is a cold and solemn vulture Who will without compunction treasures plunder Deflowering forest’s golden adventure Rending vibrant color asunder Awash with paling winter’s pallor. Old man winter will decapitate the trees Sacking golden arches vindictive He’ll despoil those fiery leaves By his stormy nature instinctive Laying a blanket of snows his taste conceives With winter winds he'll for favor curry Golden leaves tumbling, suddenly gone To icy tempests awaiting unleashed fury Awaken to somber chilled dawn. But for a moment The very world shines golden In witness to summer hearts rising rife To nature’s colorful presentments beholden Carefree spirits in the summer blythe In flaming revolution mortal spirits embolden Before nature’s law He will desecrate bare branches without malice Quaking in sobered awe Festoon them with shimmering shards of ice... Shuddering beneath heaven’s sky Trembling stars earthbound suddenly paling Shivering for winter is nigh To vibrant red hue in golden whisps blooming. One shining moment of heaven’s brightest tincture In forested profusion staining Bid final fond adieu to earthly juncture On the ramparts dying. For old man winter will catch them up Jack Frost using cunning guile... Will soon the whole festive forest corrupt But with style go the final mile. Prepare a long slumber in chill abrupt Know that ostentatious display folly futile Before the icy breeze Shaking the very leaves from the trees. 
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