clatter and clamor
news swap and weather reports
before the southern journey
Home Made
humble abode
heartfelt mansion
love feathered nest
Given
bouquet
of leaves
autumn’s offering
Each Moment’s Bloom
so sweet the day
the air brand new
each moment blooms before me
Awakening
invisible
is the rousing
of the drowsy woods
In The Interval
the birch
wears feathers
while waiting for leaves
Expectation
across the winter muted terrain
dogwood grew a net of color
with hopes of catching spring
Glimmer
glinting ice
in the snowy field
a wink from spring
Old Friend
I recognize eternity
by the light of the moon
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
Absense
in the absence of leaves
branches alone
uphold winter’s bitter blue
Exaltation
up, up, up
magnolia
on the rise
Whisper
a whisper of winter
a dusting of snow
so long autumn
hello cold
Boxcar and Branches
The train waits for its green light
as the trees’ buds await sufficient sunlight
Moving Meditation
like dervishes
branches twist and spin
seeking harmony between the seasons
Inspiration
amidst bare branches
last year’s crabapples
inspiration for spring blooms
Full
trunks buried
up to their branches
the forest is full of snow
Topsy Turvy
Rooted in the sky
branches dig into the air.
Lightening Bolt Limbs
Akimbo and zigzag
energy
must be released.
Indigos
Before the first leaf buds
blueberry’s red shoots
contemplate fruit.
Mock Blossom
Raindrops bejewel branches
heralding spring’s spectacle.
Snow White Glove
Winter’s white fingers
reach for Spring.
Snow Blossoms
As transient as the dawn
snow blossoms hold onto the branch
with the power of a wish.
Deception
In a topsy turvy world
roots masquerade as branches
and delight in out foxing foxes
Stoic
The pine never complains
about the weight of the burden
it is asked to carry.
Woodland Tapestry
against the silver backdrop of bare branches
weeds and leaves
are the warp and woof of the landscape
Aspiration
Branches reach
through blue sky and clouds
to touch the heavens.
Saved
A web of branches
catches the pinecone
just before its snowy landing.
Two Trees
These trees wear their limbs
like curly haired twins.