Fall is Here

Crackling leaves under foot
Wood burning in the air
Goblins dancing with pillowcases full
and Turkeys dreading dinner

Fall comes and Fall goes
Red and yellow, orange and gold
Like the smoke from our breath in morning
and the hint of Winter chills our nose.

by R.P. Blotzer

Something I wrote for a contest over at Medusa's Kitchen - http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/

Check it out if you want.