16 Monday May 2016 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment Autumn at the lake, A visual assault. The forest is alive with colour, Alive with flame, Of yellow Orange Red No green leaves Before they drop And die… Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...