Meadow


The colors of summer
call out from the meadow
come play with us today.

After the Dance

Only during the solstice
is the veil between the worlds thin enough to see
where fairies hang their dancing shoes.

Knowing


This is the deer who knows my soul
and seeks me out to remind me
of the gentleness of wildlife.

Route


At the onset the way seems straight forward
but just out of sight are the dips, rises, swerves and curves
that transform a trip into a journey.

Astilbe


The red spire rises.
Nature’s Olympic flame of summer
will burn bright for the duration.

Lupin


A meeting of friends in the meadow.
Quaker Bonnets gather
offering their quiet beauty to the whole of the land.

Field of Dreams


Dreams take shape slowly
emerging from soft surroundings
an impression forms, staking claim on hope.

Traveler’s Joy


Darling of the door yard garden
clematis climbs up and along the picket fence;
most brilliant and ingenious buttercup.

Mygolomorph


Tarantula of tree roots
dips its many wooden legs into the river
and awaits its kayak prey.

In Place


An open stretch of sky, grass as soft as velvet
the wandering Connecticut River within reach;
all is well, God is near.

Chieftan Trees


The sweetest of woods
pine’s scent releases burdens from heads and hearts
and so they are known as the Keepers of Peace.

Calm


Midday by the river just the barest of breezes blows
and the only sound is of bees and dragonflies at work.

Wild Purple


Both leaf and petal wear purple proudly
borrowing from violet, lilac and mulberry.

Watchfulness


From the sanctuary of the woods animals watch
the metal bridge that carries man and his many parcels and purpose
to the other side and back again.

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