An October Moment

the gentle chill of early fall

the touch of orange and crimson

leaves rustle whispers to the soft wind

the yet green grass lush and sweetly fragrant

the bloom of flowers in gem tones

yellow sapphire, red garnet, orange carnelian

in the near distance sculptures of angels

herald they their song of praise 

cascading vines embrace the weathered wood fence

waters sounding as they fall to the pond

to the delight of the swimming koi

a walk to the garden

holding to the magic of fairy tales and stories of wonder

an interlude as the sunset hour is soon to be

an October moment reminds us of the summer that was

and the fall in all its presence of glory

in all its presence of glory.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York