morning moves
the night aside, then
a spotlight just for you
A Place In The Sun
Call And Respond
from leaves
to ripples
color echos
The Hurried Hush
autumn days quicken
keeping pace with the meadow’s
movements of light and color
Dream Of A Memory
I call the old place
Nana answers and says
I’m waiting dinner for you dearie
After Labor Day
summer’s heat
still shimmers
in the tall grass
Autumn In The Meadow
more precious
as darkness nears
Dreamland
and we were free
together
Morning Meadow
night is banished
now is
light’s time to play
Motion
the leaves and the grasses
even the very air
dancing to winter’s tune
There Is A Time In November
when right now
comes precisely
into focus
Until We Meet Again
grasses weep
a tear or two
bidding summer ado
Soft Saunter Of Colors
late summer
climbed the hill
making way for autumn
Coloring
my eyes
can hardly hold
all the beauty that unfolds
Readying
grasses softly sing
slumber’s sweet lullaby
of approaching dormant days
Field Song
grasses sing
a serenade
to shorter days
Green Glade
in the quiet
nature’s voice
is heard
Blessings
so many blessings grace us
the wind, the seed
a place to be
Remains
Only a tiny ember
of fall’s glorious fireworks
remains in the landscape.
