Makeup Artist

Imparting her beauty secrets

With farewell kisses from her pumpkin-coral lips

She slowly exhales

And gently blows the leaves from trees

Watching patiently as they

Flutter and spin to the earth below

Not to wrinkle and fade,

But to exult in their timeless glamour.

Hues of red and gold and brown

Fall like finely milled powder from a Kabuki brush

To shadow and contour the landscape

In a palette of crackling color –

Autumn’s face revealed.

fall leaves watermarked