Glancing out the window at
The earliest shades of Autumn.
Leaves contemplating departure
From graying gnarled branches; a
Gradual decent to mist dampened soil.
A red tailed hawk swoops low; tilts,
A flash of sienna in its spread tail.
The hamster pauses then freezes;
still motionless tribble-like, as
I fill another Yixing cup with Oolong.
September 24, 2012