only the sun knows
when the roofline
will give way
Melt
Descendants
a heritage of buildings
barns grow
with the generations
Approaching The Precipice Of Spring
the barns and fields
still sleep
the river is the early riser
The Haven Of Barns
come winter
they will encompass
my world
Avowed
house and barns
married the sky
to its homeland
The Listening World
all of creation
holding its breath
listening for the stirrings spring
Outpost
time has worn
the ruby from the clapboards
barns weathering winter
Barns
side by side
shouldering the isolation of winter
red barns reside in the kinship
of proximity