The moss and dark plum ivy on an old barn.
The dried blood of sumac 'candles'.
The pewter heads and tails of wild turkeys.
The mottled snowy breast of a watchful hawk.
The sea glass green of shoreline water.
The lavender pink stars of Autumn Joy Sedum
The umber seed head of a sunflower.
The paprika and lemon of blanket flowers.
Ah, 'tis then I love to wander,
Wander idly and alone;
Listening to the solemn music
Of sweet nature's undertone;
Wrapt in thoughts I cannot utter,
Dreams my tongue cannot express,
Dreams that match the Autumn's sadness
In their longing tenderness."
(Mortimer Crane Brown Autumn Dreams)
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