Sunlight transforms the creek
into the undulating underbelly
of a speckled trout.
So Blue the Sky
so still the brook.
Look deep into the water
and see heaven.
Traipse
Two planks
for two feet
to take two steps
and cross into
the welcoming woods.
Renewal
Adorned with angel wings
the color of the sky and ringed with time
the stump slowly returns to its beginning
by nurturing its mother – earth.
Glory of the Ordinary
Dandelion
most darling and daring of weeds
the yellow sun that wishes grow upon.
The Tao of Trees
In his stillness
the squirrel seeks
to become one with the tree.
Benevolence
As dusk descends a storm approaches,
celestial light graces the trees
and shelters the shadow of the house.
Blooms with Stone
In the garden everything finds its rightful home
a stone is sheltered by a mass of blooms
and so it should be.
The Road Towards Summer
In a few weeks time this road will lead
to lazy days shimmering with heat and nights with fireflies.
Leaf Lace
The crown of the tree
wears a veil of green.
Quiet Entrance
Spring sneaks in on little fox feet
greening the mountain while the world sleeps.
Black and White
Scratch and cluck, peck and lay
so is the sum of the chicken’s day.
Sleeping Garden
Down in the field the garden bed sleeps
dreaming of rain, flowers and food
and knowledgeable hands that coax and groom.
Spring Ephemerals
Native vernal bloomers
sprinkled like fairy dust
across the forest floor.
Whispers
spring whispers green
into the air, onto the trees.
Primrose
Beloved early guest of spring, goddess of the awakened earth.
Twin blossoms of love and protection mark the entrance to fairyland;
inviting you to venture past the invisible gate and into the world of delight.
Humble
Even weeds have their part to play
in the great display of spring.
Gathering
The bovine annual meeting
was well attended.
Living
In April the earth vibrates
with a growing, glowing green
that celebrates each second of aliveness.
Reach
Leafing branch reaches into spring
towards summer and shade.
Succulent Rose
Perfection appears
in a tangle of winter’s residue.
Bees See
how lavender whispers.
That purple is soft
and yellow tastes like the sun.
Before Twilight
In the magic hours the forest glows
as trees catch the sun and release their dreams.
Horizon
My feet feel an earth drained of her color.
My mind’s eye imagines greens below blue skies.
Lonesome for Sunshine
Some days in April
Spring feels farther away
than in December.
Log Bridge
A fallen tree
makes the perfect spot
to sit and spy on fish.
Greeting
Emerging from his burrow
the first thing the chipmunk does
is salute the sun
Unfolding
Rock, moss, raffia of grass
the sprouting of leaves.
Resurrection.
Water and Wood
Complimentary companions.
Mirrors to each other.
The play of light and dark.
Wrinkles
Wrinkles in the tree’s bark
will forever honor the missing branch.
Smile lines of its former reach.
