wind
going through
it
Vestiges
nestled between
the snow and log
late fall’s remains
Found And Found Again
the truth
of beauty
is always rearranging
Swiss Cheese
ice moon
on the eve
taste of cold
Eyelet River
lacing the surface
cold threading
shore to shore
Lesson In A Leaf
life asks
that we give away
little parts of ourselves
Portals
life passes through
on the way
to the great beyond
Dream Land
in the terrain of dreams
every worm and woodpecker hole
is a passageway to the realm beyond