Boardwalk In The Marsh

the walk
itself
is the destination

Quiet Restoration

just like the mist
morning rises
on the fallow field

Petunia In November

turning her face
away from the cold
to shine just one more day

Heavy Rain Finds Her Wings

when the slush
begins to float
autumn’s door is closing

A Spell Is Cast

in autumn light
vision extends
into the forever

The Pieces Of Perfection Converged

this gorgeous afternoon
time itself
glittered

The Leaving Season

late autumn
time rushes by
like leaves on the wind

The Mountain Whispered Orange

this autumn
is a delicate affair
subtle in her hues

The Painter’s Eye

autumn is an impressionist
embuing everything
with the emotion of light