reeds unbowed
by winter’s approach
resisting advance compliance
Quiet Courage
Jack-in-the-Pulpit
the seeds
of next year’s
sermons
Nature’s Merriment
pink leaves
giggling up color
amidst the waning ferns
Taking Form
the woods
are full of questions
finding their full shape
Fern Shadows
painted by the sun
your delicate constitution
echos on the woodland path
Rush
before winter’s cold
stalls the journey
a mad dash to the ocean
Solace
revel in the quietude
with the good companions
of sunshine and shade
What Wandering Reveals
the worn path
a line of desire
made known
Author, Author
the forest writes
her under-story with
a fern-pod feather plume
Sea Of Green
green waves
crest in the sunlight
crash on the rock wall
Outside Orchestra
the wind
conducts
movement’s music
Morning Sojourn
solitary amble
in the domain
of the ferns
Practice
mediation
on lavender and grey
fern’s delicate display
Question Marks
Uncertain
ferns pause
before exclaiming the sun.
Sleepy Heads
Wearing gossamer nightgowns
ferns slowly stretch
toward spring’s morning.