hear the sound of dog steps
joyfully crossing
back and forth
The Bridge
Dreaming Goldenrod
sunshine to be picked
and put in a vase
sunshine a brush
painting the water
Mid-September
the garden keeps on
with second blooms
and thirds
Rise Up
keep reaching
for the light
illuminate what is right
Corn Tassels And Clouds
room to billow
in a wide blue sky
summer’s arms still open
Cleome Like A Lighthouse
cresting yellow wave
in the ocean
of brown eyed Susans
Linger Like The Light
in the ever moving stream
there are pools of calm
to be found
Behold
the spent, the worn, the new
and the beauty
in each
The Day Reached Out To Hold My Hand
mist lifts
as morning warms
an early autumn caress
The Sum Greater Than
minuscule blooms
perched upon
a multitude of stems
Ambiguous Sky
uncertain day
begins in
pink and grey
Purpose Driven Life
unsung, they hum
these workers who so diligently
uphold the world
Together
over time
becoming
one
3,000 Miles To Go
departure time draws near
sustenance the only baggage
to pack for the journey
Black Rocks Green Leaves
beside the brook
light and shadow
conversed about
contentment’s ways
Bear’s Binoculars
dropped
at the sighting
of this winter’s den
Dispersing
heron on the wing
an echo of the morning mist
rising and disappearing
The Mesosphere Nearby
inside the mallow’s bloom
a kind of shooting star
beauty streaking past
Candle In The Wind
wick of grass
houses
the sun
Stop
wait and watch
as the sun reveals
today’s gifts
Creation
round and round
the weaving
and repairs
Deep In The Daylilies
one shiny black eye
unmasked
his stone disguise
Why The Meadow Blooms
for the bees
and the earth
and her own pleasure
It Was The Quietest Of Songs
listen for
the music of
the mushroom accordion
The Day Starts With Conversation
crows
in the field
morning corn klatch
Heat
these coneflowers
an inferno
of color
Secret Passage
only we know
the feet that tread these stairs
in twos and fours
Like Life
the tide withdrew
and left behind
hard and soft combined
Falling Into Blue
the sky, the ocean
and the shade too
all falling into blue
Seaside Community
on the rocks
a barnacle enclave of tiny homes
by neighboring mollusks residing in shells