With shuddering of shuttle,
the warp meets the weft – Autumn’s
art in sunset tapestry.
.
Rhythmic cycle weaves copper
to crimson, scarlet to gold,
pattern passed down from ancient
.
hands. Loose threads are expertly
battened, strung between starry-
crisp nights and harvest-filled days
.
building texture as leaves (and
cloth) are shed, Autumn’s nimble
fingers flying to keep up.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
WOW-Wonderfully beautiful, Mel!!
Thanks. I really like the whole 7 syllables per line thing – it seems to work so well for me.
Beautifully woven.
🙂 Thanks Gallivanta. That’s what I was going for… hehe
You are gifted … and such a gift it is … love this one!!! let’s hang on as long as we can … until that last shred has vanished into the cold and leaves us looking back and forward 🙂
Yes, let’s! It’s a beautiful time of year, if we let ourselves enter into it…
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
Thanks for stopping by! 🙂
Pristinely beautiful! 🙂
Ooh, nice! I’ll take it! 😉 Thanks Sandra…
Beautifully rendered! 🙂
Thanks Sheryl!
warm to the voicing of every syllable like hot honey caressing my throat.
Where DO you get these? Poetry, my dear, pure poetry…
You inspire it dear!
Excellent word art here, Melody.
Thanks! Oooh – word art! Me Likes!
; ^ )
Beautiful image & words!
Thanks Rosy!