Love Poem: Divine Afflatus

Divine Afflatus


Leaves of Autumn, burnt orange, yellow, red,
      gold, strewn on the ground decaying,
         caressed by wild breezes,
           rusty colors wilting,
              crumbling,
              dying.
              I love the smell,
           the veins and patterns,
        and gathering many to my heart,
I preserve them and press them in my books.

------------ September 28, 2016 -------------

Verse

Submitted to the contest, Old or New, 10 Lines
sponsor, Rick Parise

Fourth Place

(afflatus means poetic inspiration)