searching the old corn field
for grub be it bug or blade
Grazing
Cows find
spring’s sweetness
in tender young grass.
Wardrobe Change
When the grass greens
it’s nearing the time to take off
your winter coat.
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
Noble garden sentry
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.
Unfolding
Rock, moss, raffia of grass
the sprouting of leaves.
Resurrection.
Transformation
Snow like sand
in threads of grass.
Spring approaches.
Nature’s Desire
Grass blades grow frost feathers.
Every molecule demanding that their place in the design be realized.
Nature’s desire is to manifest gloriousness.
Snake and Bird
In the winter landscape
the snake with his skin of leaves and grass
hunts the water bird.
Dear John Deer
In August, with your metal seat as hot as a branding iron,
you rumble across the fields, chewing rocks and cutting grass.
True champion of summer.
Morning
Fluffy dog feet, wet with dew,
cross granite and grass
before arriving at the breakfast bowl.
