Cerise Sips & Happy Drops

Gold and crimson hues dot the crisp estival leaves;
slender branches twist and nod in, for the long keeping.
Upon the lawns, pumpkins roll about in anticipation,
of maybe being the center of delight in some treat.

The days have been shortened by the early cast of twilight,
while overtones of purple hem the visages of sky and leaf.
Oncoming is the shift of an approaching new season;
the one of early morning chills and late afternoon snaps.

Deep reserves are stockpiled under the crowns and crevices;
being held together by the folds of the sweet nectar of bees.
Among the rifts, teensy life scurries and quickly closes down,
secretly tucking away their soft down covers and cradles.

Fairies go about mustering cerise sips and happy drops,
rapidly gathering pine needles like slender spider legs.
To spin together cobwebs for the blanketing of infinities;
all to the tune and step of the vermillion setting sun.
~ Lisa Rivas © 2012

watercolor with photo-composite – Nashville, TN  – USA • © Lisa Rivas – “Inflorescence with Spiders”
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“When our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts, the circle of Creation is completed inside us,
the doors of our souls fly open, and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.” ~ Michael Bridge