Slippery

Lately I see

metaphors everywhere

in discontented November

with all the leaves down

like so many president’s men

layered after heavy rains,

stone-spoken vows

throat-caught, boughs broken,

promised light to remind us

that as with most metaphors

it always seems darkest

just before dawn

#2 of 30 Poems in November to benefit the Center for New Americans. Today’s theme (remember my kids made our themes for this month!) is AUTUMN LEAVES. I’ve also used Angie’s word list in the Imaginary Garden: GET LISTED