when spring seems
the farthest from home
it is March
Listening
the stillness
of the frozen
field and river
can be heard
Mystics
the skeleton of spring
dances in the blue
summoning green
Behind the Barn
the unexpectedly blue sky
the snow quilted field
the quiet woods
serenity
Hunger
late february afternoon
everything hungers for light and warmth
so quickly the sun recedes
Chorus
the hedgerow sings
late winter’s song
on whispering leaves
Secluded
birch in the snow
with only their own shadows
for company
Stripes
Trees earn and cast
their stripes in winter
Ushered
one storm is ushered out
the next is ushered in
brief is the blue sky
Profiles
noble
winter profiles
outlined in white
Full
trunks buried
up to their branches
the forest is full of snow
Calm
the new day is hushed
quieted by white
a calm dawn
Oracle Tree
shadows of leaves
dance on the snow
wise is the oak
Descending
snowflakes so small
they are felt more than seen
sneaky snow accumulates
Blanket
the February storm
tucks everything in
under a blanket of snow
Valentine
The red farm
is a valentine
to the landscape
Likeness
like the mountains
winter rolls on and on
Snug
a little bird house
in the great big woods
at peace in place
Moored
after navigating snow drifts
the little wooden boat drops anchor
at the vegetable patch
Safe Place
the mountain view
is my refuge
Lingering
baubles above the brook
just out of deer’s reach
last year’s apples
Embrace
time stops
as everything is held
in February’s embrace
Trust
tricycles wait out winter
rusting and trusting
they will ride another day
Heaven’s View
polka dots of pine
between defrocked trees
that porcupine the mountain
Eagle’s Perch
an open marsh
the solitary dead pine
this is where the eagle prays
Broken
the laughter of the running brook
breaks the silence of snow
Awakening
sunlight on magnolia buds
awakens hope for spring
In The Field
shoulder to shoulder
huddled masses
soldier on
Gathered
together
the comforts
of community
Giants
right sized
I rest
in their wisdom