Fall Party

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #90 – We’re all a-quiver.

De has us quivering in just 44 words.

The leaves have shed their summer greens

to flaunt the bold yellow, orange, and red

kept hidden, in modesty, throughout summer.

They quiver joyfully on branches, salsa dancing

with the wind in wild abandon.

Until, reluctantly,, they release their grip –

free falling to earth.

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