a glee of color
evidence
of nature’s joy
The Spark Of Tiny Berries
Alfresco
without reservation
the table waits for
our laughter and crumbs
They Appeared From Seemingly Nowhere
a cohort
of bloodroot
laughing in the sun
Warm Memory To Store For Winter
a Saturday landscape
the playful breeze
and laughing leaves
Laughing Dragons
the tiny jaws of snapdragons
open with a gentle squeeze
releasing their laughter
Broken
the laughter of the running brook
breaks the silence of snow
Wanderer
At the edge of the apple grove the spring comes above ground
and wanders across the meadow laughing in delight at the change of season.
Water Fall
A slide of green velvet moss,
a plush pile carpet of leaves,
water carbonated with laughter –
this is the spot where the fairies play.
Surface of Sound
Time
You no longer tell time by new rings.
Now as a beam, you measure time
by the nights and days of shelter you provide,
absorbing laughter and tears into your fibers and history.
Pink
This is the color of laughter.