She was beautiful, but in a different sort of way. Her long auburn hair fell across her back, and she held a wicked-looking sword in her left hand. A short, dark purple cape lay across her shoulders, coming to a point in the middle of her back. The hem of a red, leaf-like skirt swooped from her left mid-thigh to her right ankle, and she wore intricately-designed combat boots. She had an air of authority, commanding, but not terrifying. She looked like she could beat anybody in a fight.
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Autumn leaves
This year, the leaves feel new.
I have seen them every fall
as far back as I can remember,
but this year
the colors are different,
more vibrant.
They stand out in a way
that I have never seen.
I tried to take a picture -
Orange
I didn’t know the moon could be orange
Not the color of a pumpkin, not quite
Almost a pumpkin pie, but translucent
With silver shining through
It wasn’t full
But made even more beautiful
By the imperfection -
Spinning
Spinning and spinning and spinning
Light feet, dancing on the ground
The dangerous game of balance
One wrong step, a slip, a fall
Streaks of colors
The same tree, over and over again
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