wood elves
hang their hats
on the birch
At Winter’s Door
Heavy Rain Finds Her Wings
when the slush
begins to float
autumn’s door is closing
On The Bulkhead Door
disintegrated blossoms
rain and time
etch the cosmos
Red Door With Poppies
the welcome
ran down to the road
to greet us
Three Birch By The Barn Door
these friends
experience, strength and hope
my life’s companions
Return
the old metal door
and last year’s oak leaf
returning to the elements