blood red leaves utterly alive
upon a short unbleached bush
so vibrantly bright
camouflage sharp thorn like claws
almost desperately hidden
from virtual sight
each, its mutual need and respect
for the gentle opposing other
are mere death like attributes
to the tree's fragile life
put forth such grand beauty
as the autumn gales force
yet more struggle upon already near
pending strife
another of God's glorious creations
on life like display
in nature's own natural museum
one simply can not imagine such immaculate beauty
unless one personally happens to see 'em
standing often proudly apart and alone
on some wind chilled mountain like West Virginia hill
waiting ever so patiently with death so lovingly close
to the brink of Winter's unforgiving kill
so note that in my mind
memories and this very tree
must be
the only two dead things
that remain
'Forever Exquisite'.............
(written Oct. 9, 1993 pm)