The Changing Guard

Sunlight sweeps a blast of bright

across grassy lawns

before rainbows disappear into the night

riding on a cavalcade

of iridescent light

trembling aspen parading

a clatter of leaves in today’s

windy rush.

We join its ecstasy of celebration

dressed in warmth, anxious

for coming snow:

a novice weatherman’s report

this year will overrun last year’s

climate conditions, he says:

a storm of fleece

that should develop

into something colder

than an icicle’s snap.