kindling beauty
the birch branch pile
nature’s ephemeral immortality
The Crabapples
painted
by sunlight
on black velvet shadow
With An Open Heart
receive
the gift
of now
The Usefulness Of Everything
bark, branch and leaf
pay their debt to the earth
with themselves
Sides
branched
right and left
both needing the stem
Renewal
dappled light
the blossom’s scent
innocence returned
One Among Many
in the multitude of blossoms
five certain petals
called out: see me
En Plien Air
budding leaves
in the merry breeze
red branch paints the air
April Showers
engulfed in grey
all hope of spring
seemingly stripped away
April’s stern instruction of patience
Longing
the fruit
of last year’s blossoms
hold a torch for spring
Behold
the light
of fog and frost
incarnation of hope
Wind
fast moving sky
the world rushes by
a leaf holds tight to home
Passerby
blossoming branch
bright blue sky
busy bee passing by
Unfurling
the birch presents her alabaster skin
to springs gentle administrations
Maewyn Succat
in lieu
of four leaf clover
make do
with lichen and ice
Prologue
before the song of spring
the robin can be seen
Indecision
woods wrapped
in a shroud of cold
elements undecided
more rain or snow
Balance
Oh to be
a snowflake
balanced on a branch
set in place by grace
residing in a sacred place
Fallen
autumn’s accord
birch branch wears
the shadows of reeds
Kaleidoscope
kalos eidos
beautiful beauty
to be seen
Reverence
raised in exalation
green arms
praise the sun
Barn and Branch
honoring the importance of dormancy
neither barn nor branch is impatience
Lichen Sky
In the absence of leaves
the branch wears lichen.
Spring will not be surrendered.
Recovery
With healing
the loss
is finally embraced.
Gallant-Tree
In the thickest part of the thicket
where the footing was most precarious
a branch held my weight and restored my balance.
Chivalry lives in the woods.
Visual Feast
My eyes devour
tart cranberries in blueberry blue sky.
Nature’s banquet always satiates my hunger for beauty.
Reach
Leafing branch reaches into spring
towards summer and shade.
Wrinkles
Wrinkles in the tree’s bark
will forever honor the missing branch.
Smile lines of its former reach.
Wood Lace
lichen lace modestly covers
the crotch of branch and trunk.