winter sun
the trees ghosts
of a daydream
Woolgathering At The Fields
The Night Sky Is A Closet
the crescent moon
a hanger where
I drape my daydreams
Daydreams
the world
is muted and precise
all at once
Imagined Into Being
a green day dream
the whispering of leaf buds
the laughter of leaves
Step Inside The Outside
winter’s
daydream
has arrived
River View
and watch the diamond dance of sunshine on water
as summer slides into fall.