Tuesday, October 26, 2021

Autumn Glory

 



Fire ignites the limbs
of maple trees burning
like Moses' bush
at Young Harris College.

A red-tailed hawk cuts
through the azure skies,
Blood Mountain radiates with
lemon, orange, and red foliage.

A waterfall tumbles
to the tune of a marching band
performing in Clegg Auditorium.
Percussion instruments celebrate

the dance of leaves.
Evening shadows creep
into Brasstown Valley,
a Full Hunter's Moon glows.
              --Brenda Kay Ledford






8 comments:

Hootin Anni said...

This is beautiful in every way! You managed to paint a picture perfectly!!

Ruth Hiebert said...

Beautiful photos.

Mari said...

Oh so beautiful! The photos and the word pictures!

Henny Penny said...

I love the poem! and the pictures are unbelievably beautiful. It must be so pretty now, up where you live.

Anonymous said...

Lovely poem and pictures!

Elaine/Muddling Through said...

Oh, Brenda, I love that poem and the photos are pure delight! Thank you!

Glenda Beall said...

Such a beautiful celebration of autumn, Brenda. Love it.

Eggs In My Pocket said...

Such wonderful photos to go with your wonderful words. I always love visiting here!