a red dawn
new day’s passion play
Sun Rise
into
the new day
Storm Brewing
descends upon
the last of the day’s warmth
Night Tide
crashed
on the shore of time
Gorgeous Conclusion
of the finishing
day
Chosen
adorns the mountain
we are blessed
Into The Blue
if I lift my arms
will I be able to fly?
Quickly The Mood Of Each Moment Shifts
light and shadow
chase each other
across the landscape
The River In September
the deepening
of green and blue
expands the view
Gathered and Dispersed
of monarchs
billows away
The Awakening Day
a mother’s kiss
the touch of dawn
Ricochet Of Loveliness
the sky echos
the garden’s bloom
Cyclone Of Color
the wind
picked up the sunset
and spun it into the sky
By The River In July
thirsty fields
anticipate
some much needed rain
Cows In The Pasture
place holders
for a summer’s day
Thunder Sky
of heat and cold
colliding
Whipped Cream
churned clouds
until there was whipped cream
Big Sky
was wide
with possibility
She Is Known By A Thousand Names
of green
endless variations
Clouds On A Tree
the cosmos
could be touched
Spring’s Approach
she flies in
on the west wind
Navigation
I can only steer
by faith
Dragonfly Wind Chime
the chime sings
the wind’s song
a mountain lullaby
Power Of Intention
with the help of the sun
I focus my attention
on leafing and blooming
New Day
color and light
rushing in
pushing out the darkness
Vicarious Warmth
far off
in the distance
four fields bathe in the sun
Return
this gathering gray
will return to us
snow white
Maxfield Parrish Sky
living
in a work
of art
A Pink Orange Sigh
between night’s descent
and the sleeping earth
resides the colored breath of light
Winter Light
illuminating absences
and the infinite detail
of what is left behind
