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Liquid gold bathes the landscape,
that drenches me in heady perfume.
Cast from a melodramatic display,
born of mother nature's womb.
As the plumage of a male bird,
in strikingly glorious attire,
so, the trees in grand exhibition,
with vivid vestige, they conspire.
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Deep burgundy crimson, lofty mace yellow,
mottled orange with crisp scarlet veins.
A vision to drink in with one's eyes,...
a symphony of color in sweet refrains.
A tympanic melody, in great crescendo,
I silence to hear the rustle in the breeze.
The sound of crickets' vibrato so near,
signaling Autumn's final descent, their pleas.
Fragrance pierces every open pore of the skin,
in sweet bouquet of this tantalizing delight.
Full of gusto and life's most perfect blend,
to titillate the senses and passion ignite.
The grandeur of such ecstasy now culminates,
In a season of harvest and mirth.
Tasting upon one's tongue her richness,
The flavors of a great and bountiful earth.
Ripe in the wealth of fruits that bare,
are blue clusters of grapes and golden corn,
as Nature spews her blessings in all that's good,
with abundance, her beating heart, to adorn.
With open hands, I feel her glory seep in,
to the very depths of my soul.
The very ambiance that saturates life at it's peak,
is the gift that autumn does extol.
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Honorable mention
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