in the throes of autumn

Summer is beautiful
If a little garish
Maybe more than a little garish
And more than a little full
Full
Bright
Bold
Blue sky
Blue water
Green grass
White clouds
Visually crisp
Crisp
Like the air in autumn
Like the leaves in autumn
But not like autumn
Autumn
Fall
Beautiful
Stunningly beautiful
In a subtle
Complex
Layered way
That can only belong something in its last throes
Of hope
Saturated with color
Filled to the brim with color
Beauty
So full
That it’s hanging on by a thread
Embracing every day
When the sun still has some real warmth and
There is still a little garishness left in that sky
That bright
Bold
Blue
Sky