The Way Fall Feels

The cold chill through three layers
Paper thin skin
Against the force of fall
The leaves are changing
Even as pen is placed on pad
And inked out letters emerge
It will be beautiful
Before it will be masked and cold
Forests of frost
Coats and scarves and hats
Clothes made from wool
Filled with the spirit of Icarus
And a longing for
A warmer sweater
The cold knife of air
The crunch of dried leaves underfoot
Naked branches reaching
Catching the wool of a sweater
Tearing a hole and
Keeping the piece of fabric
As the feel of fall
Creeps in against skin


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