The lights go up at autumn’s end
In the naked trees
Hanging
Opalescent strands
Blue and yellow and green and red
Extended twilight
Burning stars woven through ice black fabric
Not made for eyes
But made for us
Alone
Their brilliance realized in snow
Drifting
Iridescent pearls
Against trodden path
White carpet resting underfoot
Building existence out of dark and twinkling decoration
Made for us alone
In the naked trees
Hanging
Opalescent strands
Blue and yellow and green and red
Extended twilight
Burning stars woven through ice black fabric
Not made for eyes
But made for us
Alone
Their brilliance realized in snow
Drifting
Iridescent pearls
Against trodden path
White carpet resting underfoot
Building existence out of dark and twinkling decoration
Made for us alone
© 2017 Elise Price