the forest
wears a brocade cape
of leaves and fruit and vines
Another Gift Freely Given
a generous benefactor
the forest’s shade
on a hot summer day
Four Of The Eight Spots
the forest warden
wears
orange epaulets
The Woods
still at rest
lichen
the only green
Black Rock
big slice of
flourless chocolate cake
a forest sized serving
Morning Moon
faint
like a dream
upon waking
The Truth Of Scale
the proportion between
bird box and forest trees
makes me right sized
Green Centurions
regiment of pines
establishing the frontline
in the waning autumn light
The Leaves’ Lullaby
a song
made of silence
in the falling hush
Alighted Illumination
one leaf only
chosen
by the light
Alone With Everything
down the soft pine needle path
amidst the tall tall trees
the breeze accompanies me
In The Enormous Woods There Perches A Tiny Soul
feathered emerald
the size
of a birch leaf
Forest Of Fern
everything rests
upon
proportion’s perception
Scale
tiny mushrooms
increasing
the tree’s enormity
Luck Is Made
no fourth
leaf needed
good luck underfoot
Painted Trillium
rare beauty
she blooms mostly
for the forest’s delight
Author, Author
the forest writes
her under-story with
a fern-pod feather plume
Each Leaf In Its Own Time
the landscape
fills
with color
Trust
enter the mystery
of today’s
exquisite unknown
Hardwood Sweetheart
maples blush
amongst the evergreen’s
affections
Green Calculus
forest calculates
the geometry
of fallen trees
Field Music
quartet
of snow
early winter sung
Sleep Tight
first big snow
lullaby
for bears
Flurry
this beautiful chaos
always
rights itself
Rain In The River
rain
hurries the river
ever increasing her curves
Autumn Gold
affluence
of leaves
prosperity of color
Berry Dazzle
forest floor
strewn with
jewels
Time Travel
there goes the wind
through the trees
carrying time
Painted Heron
early morning
old master work
on the marsh
Magical Mysteriousness
pull the antler
door handle
to know
what resides within