Our Reds

We acknowledged the beauty

From the shelter of window

Observing the brilliant colors

From heated seat,

Ignoring the truth

That beauty was achieved

Through change,

A darkening sky

And creeping winter,

The cold months of

Our undoing

Leading to the strength to fall

From a tree

Not meant to carry us-

We worshiped

The brilliant reds and oranges,

Creating a divine scene

Upon the forest floor,

And turn with disdain

From the mess we created

Upon our canvas

With the choices we were forced

To make-

We wished for Autumn,

The changing of the seasons

But loathed our own changes,

Our alterations-

Never knowing that we

Are the earth

And the earth is us.

Katrina Thornley is a nature poet. novelist, and freelance journalist that resides in Rhode Island. She has two poetry collections currently published, a novel, as well as a short story anthology. Her poetry collections "Arcadians: Lullaby in Nature" and "Arcadians: Wooden Mystics" were inspired by a local park and life in her small rural town. You can find them on Amazon now!

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