Red flags in a blue sky
reminders to
stop for beauty.
Sunbeam
Illumination comes from above
lighting that which lies within.
Tundra
This winter’s frozen landscape
turns the familiar field into an alien surface
the dark side of the moon.
Winter Conspiracy
Comrades of the cold
the trees and the river share and keep
their secrets of the silent season.
Blue Sky through Pines
The afternoon sky’s hues of blue
momentarily quenched my thirst for Spring.
Affection
The earth smiles
when the field is kissed by the sun.
Delicate
Tree Bones
Weathered by the seasons
bleached by the sun
the bones of the tree remain.
February Afternoon
Cozy on the couch beneath the quilt
daydreams gather and drift by like the clouds.
The Sound of Color
Morning light
sings my heart’s song.
Grey
The February forest offers
ten thousand shades of grey,
haven for the mourning dove.
Black Bird
Singing in the tree tops
perched higher than your high note
morning is your muse.
Ridge
Just over the ridge
reside my dreams of Spring.
Leafy trees and blooming things;
the sun’s warm embrace, kisses on my face.
Beautiful Day
A lace of branches
across the painted sky
the world is dressed up
and waiting for time to pass by.
Dormant
Four fallow fields full of snow
hold their place on the mountain side
patiently waiting for Spring to arrive.
Leafless
Black branches against brilliant blue
whispers of clouds wandering by
winter’s silhouette.
Lightening Tree
Immortalized by lightening strike
the tree’s remains are a monument to itself.
Winter’s Light
In this year of little snow
the cold seems to bring edges into focus.
Wayward Donkeys
At the farm of procreation
the girls gather at the fence
their sweet eyes disarming undeserved judgements.
Leaf, Sky, Clouds
Through storms and bright blue bitter cold
tenacity holds the leaf to the stem.
Green Being
The soul of the violet is green
and houses all gradation of color
for it is more interested in particulars than generalities.
Iris
Brown crown in the snow
marker of where the iris grows.
Magnolia in Winter
Your stylish furry jacket protects
your tender fragrant blossoms
from the elements of winter.
Window on Winter
As the cold has settled deep into the ground
stillness has wrapped itself around the house
and both accentuate
the smallest of movements and quietest whispers of the heart.
Hyacinth Octopus
Blossoming tentacles
scent the air
as they search for Spring.
Beauty of Decay
Delicate lines, individual patterns, unique characteristics
these are the traits of spalting,
the mysterious work and beauty of decay.
Neighborly Kindness
In the dark northern countryside
holiday lights remain for much of winter
cheering us on as we drive past.
Passing Storm
In the eye of the storm
you can catch a glimpse of God
watching over you.
Coneflower Repose
As you lie in the snow
the stark beauty of your form and structure
announce themselves to the white, white world.
Cartography
Like lines on a face
bark is the map of a tree’s experience
a testament to the demands of living.