Ablaze

Autumnal changes show the trees antique,
patinaed with the seasonal premier
of leaves aflame with brazen gold mystique.
When grasses fade beneath a sky austere,
deciduous arrays of bright burlesque
begin their dance. And when their tops combust
in conflagrations, embers will arrest
the uninitiated with robust
displays of garnet, gold, and brass. Ignite
the world, you trees! Begin, apocalypse
of summer’s wrath! The Winter Acolyte
returns with all her power to eclipse
the bounties of the field, extinguishing
the summer’s warmth with autumn’s pillaging.