bright blue sky
hushed by clouds
quiet white surrounds
Seeker
foraging the snowdrifts
searching through the snowflakes
woody browse to ruminant
Willing To Be Lead
the road
leading into the wilderness
leads out as well
Hallowing
outside the church window
the prayer and devotion
of snow
Home Sweet Home
in a blueberry sky
whipped cream clouds
top Sunday Mountain
Echo of Wings
dragonflies
frozen in flight
the sound of the chime
hollowed by cold
Glimpse
a space in the rock wall
like a portal to the future
provides a glimpse of green
Keeping
pickets bravely attempt
to keep the sunshine
in the winter yard
Yearning
the trunk
entwined and crossed
a wish for old forest growth
Blue
winter paints
the blue light portrait
of birch with iris
How Long the Winter
how deep the snow
how thick the ice
how far the mountains
Sweetheart
wind tossed curls and rosey hue
mysterious mistress
is in love with you
And
crystals and petals
drift and bloom
shimmer and flower
Disambiguation
frozen pond
winter travels on
long shadows
Voyage
a melt, the freeze, then awe
an ocean to cross
to reach the shores of spring
Bandit
defiant
the masked bandit
pillages the crabapples
Shades
undiluted by colors
complexities of grey
emerge and educate
Neighbor
rest and nest
in a house in the woods
where wind is the nearest neighbor
Outpost
time has worn
the ruby from the clapboards
barns weathering winter
Oblation
in the oak leaf’s golden goblet
diamond dust and light
an offering to the gods of winter
Great Romance
the wind courted snow
and at ten past two
shadow married light
The Path
peacefulness travels
the snow covered bridge
welcome it home
Collective
six stones
supported by
the rest of the rock wall
Solitude
morning’s memory
sparkling steps
of a midnight stroll
Largess
the long shadow
of a small leaf
such is the way
of kindness
Color Fast
so brilliant the blues
on wing and tail
dyed by the sky
each time he flies
January Yards
a veil of mist
a curtain of crabapples
the fabric of winter
Resounds
cloisonnéd crabapple trunk
each hole a house
for woodpecker sounds
Silent Rehearsal
beneath the grey and stillness
within every twig and limb
all cells are harmonizing
readying for the symphony of spring
Forest Fashion
the old stump boasts
a green velvet cloak