the yard
was decorated
in berries bright and red
All Is Right
let the day
find you
as you are
Letting Go
ascending the morning fog
flying with the birds
unbound
Reverie
morning fog
the wide world
is a contemplation
Tomorrow
at the new year’s start
everything seems to look and lean
into and toward the future
And So
light and colors
reached us through the fog
and so the new year dawned
Behold
the light
of fog and frost
incarnation of hope
Edges
in the places
where we meet
we find who we are
Fog’s Clarity
the future disappeared
along with the horizon
leaving the delicate determination of now
Filigree of Trees
in the freezing fog
everything is seen
with crystal eyes
Field Song
grasses sing
a serenade
to shorter days
Pema
she hunts insights
in the misty mystical field
Go
into the unknown
unafraid
to the life beyond
this living
Embossed
diamondized by dew
pink with sparkle
morning’s kiss
Emergence
wisdom lies
in the embrace
of not knowing
Yield
first light
stretches across the acres
that are harvest’s home
Sunrise on the Oxbow
black and white
morning light
darkness in retreat
Filtered Light
moody morning
the misty mountain
ruminates
The Caress of Blossom
closed buds pucker
petals preparing for
their showering of kisses
January Yards
a veil of mist
a curtain of crabapples
the fabric of winter
Indecision
woods wrapped
in a shroud of cold
elements undecided
more rain or snow
Distant Fields
off in the distance
a four square
of snow filled fields
November Morning
merest crack of blue
in a grey sky
as wide as the world
Color Divulged
morning fog rolls out
revealing the days
new colors
Banishment
winter lingers
in the damp and grey
until banished by the sun
Return
the sky clears to blue
birds are on the wing
dear, tender, true spring
Morning Fog
low land sleeps
in dreamy white
as the day softly begins
Ghosts
fog turns
the oaks to ghosts
but dimmed memories of shade
Dreams
winter’s cold breath
obscures the mountains
revealing dreams
New Day
dawn unwraps
our precious gift
another new beginning