Trading Places

Trading Places

A lemon sherbet sky
Brought its chill to the evening
The sun, released from its obligations of the day,
Slipped quickly from sight

As twilight consumed
Trees shivered in Autumn winds
Sending their loose leaves scattering
Laying a carpet of burnt sienna on the cold ground

Darkness came and the earth became silent
A time to reflect on the beauty daylight brings 
And allow the night to put it to rest
The glow of a nightlight moon comforts as peace comes


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Prompts
Light - RDP
Open Link Weekend - Earthweal

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

20 thoughts on “Trading Places

  1. Such a lovely description of the season. Here on the west coast of Canada autumn is being very slow getting started…..I did smell that lovely dead-leaf smell this morning. I love that!

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    1. Thank you Sherry. The autumn here in Florida just means warm sunshine instead of burning sunshine 😧😅. I have to write about the season from memories. Lol.

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