Blue

Perhaps it was
the blue umbrella
amulet carried

on a walk just
as the dew point
was dropping

and temperature
resolutely cooling
after days of rain

from the remnants
of a southern hurricane
churned from the last

of last month’s
summer while the
first leaves turned

yellow beneath
a grey sky above
the beige ground

which led her and
the air to a basement
with oil paints

beads and ribbons
to fashion upon some
open jewelry boxes.