autumn is
boots out of hiding
remembering the feel of coats
soft scarf, comforting
familiar strange clothing.
autumn is
caramelly apple cider
whipped cream topping looking like
snowy mountain peaks
kissed by dusty fresh cinnamon.
autumn is
visible breath
crunchy kaleidoscope underfoot
wonder awakening as the world dies
the most beautiful death.
wanderlove 
thanks for sharing! i love reading your poetry i find poetry one of the hardest things to share publicly for fear of criticism, so thanks for your courage