old man winter puffs
and ice flies
like dandelion fluff
Dandelion Ice
Cold Geometry
from sharp right angles
to the exploration
of curves
Visions
miniature world
on the window pane
cold grows a forest
A Scattering
the lovely wind
left
kisses behind
In The Morning
stars
from the holy night
linger
So Many Seeds
soft like fur
a coat
ruffling in the wind
Circa 1783
interior side of bark
from the Lone Pine
a mosaic of time
Mysterious Waters
was that
the last of summer
swirling on the surface?
All Of Autumn
taking place
in a puddle
on the ground
Rain On The Windshield
the tide
came in
from the sky
The River The Sunlight And Wind
painted an abstract
capturing
the whole of life
Purity Of Line
a rise
and fall
of color and form
Comfort
the web of life
seen and unseen
always holding us together
Azalea’s Final Gift
she saved
her best for last
in this bittersweet expressionism
On The Bulkhead Door
disintegrated blossoms
rain and time
etch the cosmos
Flow
this is the texture
of time
passing by
Finding A Way
going through
it
Thoughts On The Window
constructing dandelions
made of cold hope
I Awoke At The Ocean
on the shoreline
of cold
On Cold Nights
dress the windows
with fleur de liys
Cold Curves
in a static state
softness solidified
Cold Growth Forest
the brook and the branch
grew a forest of ice pines
Abstract Of Rickrack
circle
upon themselves
Flowing Rock
is made of
change
Step Around
at our feet
the sky is upside down
Dress Up Just For Yourself
adorned with
lichen lace ruffle
Stained Glass Grass
on the ground
nature is my church
Blue Velvet
of the cold
the sapphire sky
Turbulence
wind and current
we travel together
When Being Empty Is Being Whole
dispersed
a meadow star remains