lit with hues of flame and amber
the Fall ignites pyretic fever
stags staccato hormone rush
scorch the scarlet spindle bush
horn on horn October's clamour
scars wet grass with hoof and antler
stamping, tilting tournament
crashes feuille morte1 firmament
belly deep the ireful rut
thrust and burn and undercut
charge with hot and smoky breath
the challenge even unto death
herded hinds hide all a quiver
claimant is the blooded winner
- French, meaning “dead leaves” poetically the colour of leaf litter. Say ‘Fey Mort’ ↩︎
For Open Link Night @ dVerse and Lillian is hosting with an optional prompt suggestion of a poem that includes three colour words.
