cinnamon, pumpkin spice, and nutmeg
across the Blue Ridge Mountains.
Corn shocks rattle their fingers
like tambourines on a crisp breeze,
a wedge of geese honks
through the azure skies.
Golden rods dance
on the banks of Hyatt-Mill Creek
babbling over rocks
like stepping stones.
Lilac asters dot the woods,
as a Full Hunter's Moon
rises as a helium balloon
over the timbered choir.
Watercolors Paint The Blue Ridge Mountains
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Published by Family Friend Poems October 17, 2022 with permission of the Author.