(A) perfect

A perfect spread of colors
as I look into the sky this evening.
Apollo leaves us (again)
he's so predictable.
As he leaves, he highlights how green
and not so green
the trees are.
As Demeter is distressed
the world is dying. Perhaps
it's only resting.

Aperfect symmetry in the trees
who were once symmetrically green.
They are now mostly yellow, partly red,
perhaps a little orange.

A perfect spread of colors