The sunflower is autumn’s lighthouse
guiding the way through fall.
Topsy Turvy
Rooted in the sky
branches dig into the air.
Lemon Sky
A delicious day ends
beneath a lemon sky.
Golden Delicious
Grandmother apple tree
comforts the afternoon
with shade.
More
Brown-eyed Susan
refutes the idea of enough.
Dreaming Porch
Dreams in the shadows
allow visions in the light.
Monadnock
A solitary blossom
reaches for the summit.
Painted
Sunshine and time
watercolor the meadow.
Departure
In muted shades
softly the glooming
fades away the day.
Summer’s Saturday
nature’s
backyard
perfection
Home
Gentle green mountains
and voluptuous clouds
replenish my spirit.
Sanctuary
While the garden is watered
I shelter with the maple.
Grazing
Cows find
spring’s sweetness
in tender young grass.
Planting Season
Lettuce begin.
Leafing Out
The trees proclaim themselves
in a profusion of greens
painting a verdant landscape.
Ribbon
What force turned this tree into a ribbon?
Is it the same force the enables it to still stand?
Celestial Sky
I bathe my soul
in the beauty of the sky.
Indigos
Before the first leaf buds
blueberry’s red shoots
contemplate fruit.
Assurance
When daffodils bloom
spring is a certainty.
Corn Field
Leafless trees dream
of growing rows in full fields
Water’s Way
Cold that is no longer snow
makes a mad dash down the brook
rushing towards spring, trying to catch summer.
Frosty Morn
The pond has broken winter’s icy hold
but the land struggles to shrug off the frosty morning cold.
Raptor
A steel bird of prey
scours the landscape
hunting abandoned cars.
April Ice
A storm slides in
and glazes spring
freezing her in motion.
In The Distance
On the far side of the horizon
summer makes her plans for us.
Songstress
Make your home near mine
and sing your song of joy
at each day’s new breaking.
Delicate
Branches blush as buds begin to swell.
Subtly color creeps into the landscape.
Surely
Morning makes its way through bare branches.
Every ray of sun brings us closer to the greening of spring.
Return
The landscape shifts from white to green.
Ice is no match for the determination of spring.
Beneath
A thin blanket of snow covers the pond
concealing the secret lives of fish.