even the stillness
stops
to catch up to itself
Below The Beaver Dam
The Fading
the meadow so recently
buzzing and bustling
now nearly a still life
Stillness And Then Departure
remnants of the wasp nest
disintegrating leaves
upon a bed of departing snow
Discerning Eye
up pops
the heron head
to get a better view
Humble Abode
unassuming bloom
calling
monarchs home
Perched
In the cattails
the blackbird
ponders his song.
The Bird Box
In silent anticipation
the whole marsh waits for
the grace of the bluebird’s arrival.