Leaves glimmer
saffron & amber
but they are sparce this year
set like the random jewel
amid limbs stiff,
reaching, searching
framing them in borders
of slate & of honey brown.
Hope seems to hover
in the same
waivering manner –
not easily found
but strikingly beautiful
when it is
discovered.
11-12-10
8:25am @ Edgehill Café
to meet with Hillary