Tag Archives: Autumn
Autumn colours burst like fireworks against the pale blue sky. Winter sunlight casts its watery glow across her frozen landscape. She bows out with a spectacular show.
It stretches out its branches against the frosty winter sky. At the end of each, there hangs a bundle of dropping leaves; dry-brown tears mourning the end of Autumn.
Damp with dew in the early morning sun. As it warms, steam begins to rise. A cold fire burning as the day dawns clear.
The rain falls like noise on a television screen, covering the ground with a shimmering film of water. The sun shines through it with a sepia light. A picture of an autumn shower caught in the window’s wooden frame.
Its concrete structure towers above the busy motorway. The people seem unreal, shadow puppets silhouetted against the brightness of the sky. They pass over it like autumn leaves, insubstantial and soon forgotten.
A shepherd’s warning. The sky is blood-red, cloud-clotted. Lit by a fiery glow, as if the gates to hell lie just beyond the horizon. Minutes pass and the fire dies down, replaced by a normal autumn grey.