fan of feathers
catching air
ascend ascend ascend
Ship Masts In The Meadow
resource to
man and beast
benevolent benefactors: trees
We Gather Near The Hearth As
tiny flakes
of a big snow
fall on our little house
Repeat Repeat
rain removes snow
then develops into sleet
so goes winter: repeat, repeat
Field Colleague
The Cup Runneth Over
a carpet of sunshine
unfurls
beneath the azure sky
The Way
gentle path
through the flowering field
the road to happy destiny
One Among Many
each the same
all distinct
as with flowers people
Morning At The Farm
first light caresses
the corn, flowers and barn
blessings of the new day
Morning Meadow
night is banished
now is
light’s time to play
Big Sky
the day
was wide
with possibility
Morning Sun
light bright enough
to rouse
all sleeping seeds
Vicarious Warmth
far off
in the distance
four fields bathe in the sun
Faint Light
the woods
hold onto night
and cast it into a dark day
Fringe
adorning the edge
of the open field
grass tassels
Becoming One
the temperature rises
snow becomes fog
the universe dissolves into itself
Farmyard Blessings
the trough is full
and the pumpkin pile
is still high
Too Soon To Say Goodbye
like summer
we linger
by the fencepost
Still Life
the river
pauses to admire
the bloom
In April
in earthen beds
beneath another snow
seeds shake off their sleeping caps
Wood Duck Box By The Old Corn Field
the frozen marsh
the fallow field
everything in its time
Strawberries
red, ripe, juicy
summer hauntings
of winter’s slow end
Frontline
throughout
winter’s long march
positions held for spring
As Earth Sleeps Beneath Her Blanket Of Snow
blue sky
issues an invitation
to awaken
Thin Ice
suspended on
the surface of things
seeking a breakthrough
Layers
between
the trees and snow
time hibernates
Darkness Gives Us Light
and so
the breath of snowfall
can be seen
Taking It In
sunning yourself
on the fencepost
spirit in light
Casting Call
auditioners
for Santa’s sleigh
have high hopes
Until Next Year
grass waves goodbye
to the deep blue
of the cold sky