October’s full moon
shines kindly in darkest skies,
unobliterated by city’s glare.
Gleams its bright spotlight
upon Vermont mountains,
hills and forest trails.
Trees stand tall in fall crisp air,
raucous cacophony of colors
punctuate serene picturesque scenes.
Leaves’ iridescent glorious hues,
crimsons, burnt orange
golden yellows, wine-reds too.
They flaunt their beauty
beneath your steady gaze,
defying winter’s wish
to cause their demise.
Image of Vermont fall from Pixabay.com Apologies: could not find photo of a full moon shining on a glorious fall Vermont scene. But you can definitely get the idea from this photo.
lillian the home poet 
I love the image of the colorful trees standing tall, still defying the approaching winter
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Words fitting like a glove in the crispy autumn air, but you gave yourself an advantage with the location….Vermont lived up to its reputation in your verse, and was beautifully visual. Very nicely done..
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This is breathtakingly beautiful, Lillian! 😍 Autumn is my favorite season. I especially love this image; “Trees stand tall in fall crisp air,raucous cacophony of colors punctuate serene, picturesque scenes.” 💘💘
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What a fantastic vista, Lill, especially the ‘raucous cacophony of colors’! I look forward to autumn tones throughout the year and am never disappointed.
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I’m glad to see a kindly moon here! I love your autumn colours here. So crisp and clear.
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Mind-blowingly good work, Lillian! Sadly, we passed peak this past weekend up here in the northeast corner, but some of the more southern parts of the state are still singing. Thanks for sharing your excellent work!
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Lovely Lilian – most memorable “shines kindly in darkest skies,” and all the time I hear Sinatra’s ‘moonlight in Vermont’
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You paint a colourful picture.
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Beautiful colors, wonderful wording, captivating presentation of my favorite season Lil. Excellent write my friend. I was driving home this afternoon, and turning into our driveway I was taken by our Katsuras tree. It was a-burst in color — pale buttery yellow to deep rust red, with a bit of purple all mixed with the lingering green. I stopped and rolled down the window to breathe in the sugary, vanilla-like Autumn aroma, that floats in the air as their leaves change color — a favorite sensory experience of mine this season.
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Nice one!!!
Much❤love
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That’s some pretty defiance.
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Beautiful words and photo
“They flaunt their beauty
beneath your steady gaze,
defying winter’s wish”
Describes so well this time of year!
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Vermont is spectacular in the fall. You have captured its allure!
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Didn’t need a photo to illustrate this lovely poem … my favorite time of the year in the Pacific Northwest.
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I kind of had a shiver, then more thinking of Vermont. I lived in New Hampshire for three years, getting it to work, get the bugs out, and training the USAF Airmen to operate and maintain the spy satellite, ours, tracking radars station on top of a small “mountain”. I had a Vespa scooter leftover from El Paso and would ride it all over upper new England.
One more thing, besides being outdone by Colorado, a preponderance of hippies had moved up there.
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“New”, not ‘new’. Sorry.
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Gorgeous, Lillian. The moon is never brighter than when it shines on the mountains… away from city lights!
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What a beautiful, colourful picture you have painted, Lillian!
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