The Word Cloud

I’m fairy nature,
Come to collect fall’s leaf wares
to help make a coat.

A coat of sunsets,
A last breath of summer’s glow
To wrap up autumn.

I disguise myself
Living amongst the woodlands,
squirrels, bugs, birds, bees.

Slowly with magic
I single handedly turn
The season’s over;
Sweeping winds and driving rains,
Giving nature rest till spring.

I nourish the land.
Autumn’s blanket becomes crisp,
Stark, white, purity,
I contrast, redecorate
New, sleek, sexy, wavy tones.

To aid learning.

For those wishing to know the form of this poem, the first three veres are written in Haiku 5-7-5 form and the latter two verses in Tanka 5-7-5-7-7 form.