goldenrod raises
her goblet of snow
a toast to sunrise
Cin Cin
Prelude To Snow
there comes
a quiet
from deep within
A Night’s Morning
some evenings fall
like the dawning
of a new day
Pergola
rounded
like the mountains
holding us in the valley
Big Pines
in the valley of the Taconics
centuries old pines
are time’s flagstaff
Cows’ Horizon
a final graze
before frost
finishes the field
A Spell Is Cast
in autumn light
vision extends
into the forever
The Mountain Whispered Orange
this autumn
is a delicate affair
subtle in her hues
The Morning Offered Everything
pink clouds for reassurance
dark clouds for ballast
low lying fog and blue skies ahead
On The Porch
in the peacefulness
it is possible
to dream as big as the sky
On The Farm
in August
the sky is in a hurry
while the corn takes it’s sweet time
Into Forever
green summer
at our feet
the lazy day expands
Perspicacity
beneath waterlily clouds
the heron contemplates
elusive perceptions
Field, Mountain, Sky
to share
this morning
true belonging
Good Manners
with the merest dip
of a curtsey
clematis greets the day
A Dawn Of Pink And Purple
sun and clouds
mixing
the morning’s colors
Summer Took Me By The Hand
and stretched before me
verdant, tender, true
as the great green meadow
Summer Comes
a window is opened in heaven
in summer waltzes
scattering shades of blue
Clouds Churned
whipped
by the wind
a cream topping
Conversation Between Seasons
a stand of white birch
call back
to the snow capped mountain
Magnolia Clouds
pure as a new spring day
the scented breeze
and petal’s shadow play
Oh April
with her sky
of many blues and
another coating of snow
Sparkling White Sanguinaria
like clouds
with sun centers
early spring gifts
Merry Little Breezes
dancing
across the blue sky
playing tag on mountain tops
Making Do
are wearing clouds
in lieu of leaves
Monochrome
not even the light
offers light
February Narcissus
upon her own reflection
in the river
Morning Paradox
belies
the bitter cold
Needing
of this morning’s
soft pink sky
Pink Dawn
of dreams
still within reach
