Traci Ashbe Dark Epic Fantasy Author

“Night, which in Autumn seems to fall from the sky so suddenly, chilled us…” 
― Jules Barbey d’Aurevilly, The Crimson Curtain

Summer
yields to autumn
in riotous colors
wood thrush gold, crimson red, russet
leaves fall
surrendering to umber earth
as harvest moon shines bright
welcoming cool
evenings

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 146 Fall & Give, synonyms only

Author’s Note:For fall, I used ‘yields’, and for give I used ‘surrendering.’