shortened days
and the light
makes the most of itself
Shadows In The Fading Iris
Autumn’s Lantern
as night nibbles into day
the maple’s leaves
keep holding onto light
Beneath A Blue Sky
humble leaves
expounding on
the miraculous commonplace
Bridging Seasons
when water stops moving
and branches are bare
the bridge will wait for spring
Breathing Room
space between
now each leaf
speaks for itself
Amidst
the wind now bites
but still the light
is a gentle caress
Onto The Next
two leaves together
begin their disappearance
a journey towards eternity
The Leaves
each to
its own
angle of repose
As October Thins
color comes
leaves keep leaving
cold starts claiming space
Remnants Of The Wind
carried to the ground
each a place holder
of this fine fall day
Time Entwined
always together
the departure
and return
Fern As Flower
as flowers
go silent
the fern blooms
Friends Passing By
nasturtium’s yellow
calls out hello
to turning aspen leaves
Twilight
summer
on the wane
her beauty lingers
Leaves, Reeds, Lilies
autumn
sneaking in
amidst the green
Art Appreciation
I sat and watched
the clouds create
a moving mosaic
Reverence
the forest is full
of saints and saviors
wearing green halos
Pinked
across species
a flower and a leaf
share a language of color
The Best Matinee
spend the afternoon
watching shadows play
on the hosta leaves
The Shade Garden’s Invitation
a pop of pink
to pull you into
the shady embrace
Like The Sun Itself
shining light
banishing doubt
declaring joy
Ready Or Not
light plays
hide and seek
in the iris leaves
Sighting A Sigh
the trees release
their shared held breath
in a long slow exhale of green
We’ve Arrived
the day
blue and sparkling
banishing winter
Begin Again
the field by example
inspires the trees
to return to green
Winter Reconstituted
at night
ice made anew
from yesterday’s melt
Green Began
or was always there
just waiting
to be uncovered
Eggshell Of Ice
it is the sun
that will hatch
the pond
March Madness
some
of
everything
Dressed For The Season
leaves wearing
shawls of
wind knitted snowflakes