First Poetry Cont.

Fall Colors

When the leaves begin to change

And put on a new hue

They go out with some style.

In a blaze of glory

They redden the landscape.

The world inside looks out

And sees the Fall palette

Punctuated by bright oranges and yellows.

Some are unwilling to give in to change

Rebel against the new fashion.

Slowly try the mix and match approach

Hesitate at the halfway point

Till eventually they succumb

And embrace the trend before it’s over.

Before they know it,

The monochromed world of winter

Will arrive from the north

Bringing with it clean blankets and shawls

To cover the remnants

Of last season’s fad.

Tanguero

Seduction

A confident tango

Slow and deliberate

Toes dragging

Eyes locked

Close slowly to savor

Skin touches, the softest brush

Hands glide lightly over

Infused skin

Fingertips caress

A bare, extended neck

Sends trembles

Cheeks flushed

Lips red and parted

Hot breath on

Yearning limbs

A taste of skin

The crescendo swells

As violins moan

Notes are strained

Climax then

The dance is done