Grazing
Wardrobe Change
Slope
The end of summer
has found her
angle of repose.
Nap Time
Late afternoon
the youngest ones
slumber on soft grass
Magic Carpet
There is still time.
Come sit on the soft lush green.
Let the world embrace you.
Each blade of grass grows just for you.
Fourth Leaf
From the decay of the birch
emerges clover and moss;
an unexpected enchantment.
Horizon
For the ant
the horizon
lies in the grass.
Behold the Toad
Sisters
They feed in the field of their ancestors
and rest in a humble structure
that is everything it needs to be –
home
July Morn
Threatening skies
don’t intimidate
wild grass
Country Nine Patch
The land is quilted with care
by leathered hands guiding the blades of the big red tractor.
An old wood fence ties this patch to the next.
Dew
Dew drops balance
on the tips of grass blades
until it is time to wed the earth.
