​Autumn Snapshots

​by Joan Moos

​Armed with my camera,
I head out
on this blindingly sunny day
in a desperate final attempt
to capture
the warmth and beauty
that are embracing me.
I know, all too well, that tomorrow
all the colorful forms that combine
to make up this picturesque masterpiece
called autumn
will be gone with the rain,
and the force of the wind,
and we shall be left with
only the cold, barren landscape
that summons the arrival of winter.
As the curtain rises on Act IV, “Winter,”
then shall I retreat into my cocoon
by the warming embers of the fire.
There I will look through, and hold on to
the last glorious vestiges of autumn,
through each snapshot,
as time, for awhile, stands still,
and I relive the beauty of yesterday
and renew my spirit.
More poems by Joan Moos can be found in her book,
“To Soar: Life is an Attitude”,
available in most online bookstores.

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