together
the comforts
of community
Ray
a ray of sun
the yellow barn
in a cold field
Roam
memories fastened to the fence post
new dreams roam the field
Lost
in a field of color
I find myself
Sleepy Head
Tousled haired
the field wakes
from winter’s sleep.
Obscured
Below a fresh layer of cold
colors stir and plot
their renaissance.
Retired Workers
Rust may diminish their substance
but their labor has shaped
the land on which they rest.
Awake
I dream
of golden clouds
and painted fields.
Parting Gift
The last gift the cornfield gives
is its whispering song
on the winds of fall.
Change
Corn tassels have browned
mist ushers in the morning
plants and weather are our time keepers.
Sisters
They feed in the field of their ancestors
and rest in a humble structure
that is everything it needs to be –
home
Open Door
The pond frogs serenade the cows
with an early evening lullaby
when the barn doors are open.
Horizons
Standing in the quiet of the field
in the gentle morning light
the mountain range rests in soft clouds
all is as it should be.
Scarecrow
The cheerful scarecrow
encourages reluctant corn.
Field of Dreams
Dreams take shape slowly
emerging from soft surroundings
an impression forms, staking claim on hope.
Ready Field
Tilled earth soaks up the sun
and waits for the seeds
of this season’s purpose to be planted.
Sleeping Garden
Down in the field the garden bed sleeps
dreaming of rain, flowers and food
and knowledgeable hands that coax and groom.
Gathering
The bovine annual meeting
was well attended.
Lonesome for Sunshine
Some days in April
Spring feels farther away
than in December.
Tundra
This winter’s frozen landscape
turns the familiar field into an alien surface
the dark side of the moon.
Affection
The earth smiles
when the field is kissed by the sun.
Winter’s Light
In this year of little snow
the cold seems to bring edges into focus.