in the swirl and blur of confusion
bits of clarity, be they small,
emerge as buoys
A Section Of Branch, Some Floating Lichen
The Wind’s Flute
the woodpecker fashioned
tone and note holes
so the weather could sing
Grocery Store Blooms
I purchased some hope
from isle thirteen
giving myself early spring
The Woods Endeavor
although cold and dark persist
the woods embark on greening
in moss, lichen, the needles of young pine
Brown Eyed Susan
withstanding winter and
finding a way to bloom
through her sacred geometry
Caretakers
wise ones
these three birch
overseeing season’s change
The Dried Hydrangea
in the bedroom vase
she carried color and hope
all through the long winter
Morning Rounds
senses cocked
in stillness
until the pounce
The Ground Blooms In Browns
from the snow emerge
all the tiny details
of new beginnings
Older Than Old
deceptive in their delicacy
older than the dinosaurs
the fern a living fossil
Welcoming Spring
kitchen sink
window sill
orchid bloom
The Still Snowy Way
the road given
is the road
that must be traveled
Awaken
splendid is the morning sun
beckoning to sap and leaves
rise sweetly and unfurl
The Greening Undaunted
the iris keep on
despite discouraging
evidence and occurances
Heaven Visits Earth
late snow
the celestial and terrestrial
entwines
Pretending
these could be
cherry blossom petals
so sweet they melt
March Mixer
raindrops in snow
atop the mulching leaves
entwined with the tenacity of grass
Like The Drifting Sky
longing to be
free as a cloud
riding the incoming warmth
Inspiration
to bend but remain upright
to break but not be broken
the heroics of a leaf
To Wear A Cloud
let go of everything
but your most essential elements
then raise your limbs high and wide
The River Is A Rainbow
throwing colors
and hopefulness
across the landscape
Together
we walk through shadows
and last years leaves
determining a path to the future
The Planets In Conversation
the sunset
offers her red prequel
to the blood moon
Found
another piece
to the puzzle
of life
Two Trees Crossed Like Skis
that secret place
we found
where winter welcomes spring
The Cold Still Bites
the river is running
but winter still
keeps her teeth out
Mabel Reminds Me How
to feel
my right to a place
in the world
Self Sufficiency
the sun reveals
last year’s leaves
nurturing new possibilities
Iris In Winter
a seed head bloom
in black and white
the winter gift of iris
March Teases Us With Spring
one day hinting at spring
then overnight
delivering more winter