Watching

The earth has mushroom eyes
that watch us from the ground,
counting our steps.

Passage

Fear not the dark cloud and storm
for as they pass they herald even as they obscure
sunshine and the blue hues of heaven

Morning

Fluffy dog feet, wet with dew,
cross  granite and grass
before arriving at the breakfast bowl.

Protection

The fern shades the baby bleeding heart
from the hot wilting sun
encouraging delicate leaves and tender blossoms

Queen Anne

Delicate, lacey queen
who stands shoulder to shoulder with the commoners and weeds,
gracing flowerbed, roadside and meadow.

Graffitti

Each morning the woodpecker tattoos his message
into the trunk of the crabapple tree
Make yourself known.

Marje

Though she is gone, Marje’s morning glories
spend every summer with me through the miracle of seeds.
And as we did, when they come, I will count the blooms.

Tree Spirits

The tree spirits wear bark masks
and leave them behind
for us to remember them by.

Married

The post marries the beam
after a courtship of hand hewing and attention to detail
that seats them perfectly together
forever supporting one another.

Wood Star

Unearthed roots provide an abode for bugs and grubs.
New space for the saplings to grow in is made.
This is the forest’s shooting star.

Spider’s Parachute

Some paratrooping spider left his parachute  behind
after a dangerous porch landing shortly before dawn.
He will weave another one for his next mission.

Baby Bird

Beak like a gum drop, mouth ever open;
always needing and beseeching.
Baby bird, baby bird,
your worm searching mother is tired.

Forest Frog

Not even your magnificent camouflage
can obscure your vibrant alive-ness.

Heaven Hovers

The red throated hummingbird
sips from the baby foxglove;
drinking in divinity.

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