The deciduous ones
partially disrobe
yet their equilibrium stays intact
a blazing festival
delighting our spectacles
twinkling
in a golden haze
reds of crimson
peach gleams
amber reflected
in glowing sunbeams
a beauty that reveals
their last hurrah
an earthly sweetness
twirling
drifting
to a gentler power
an ethereal quickstep
to their compatriots below
sounds of a gentle stomping
create a delightful crunch
it touches the fancy
of our tickle bone.