in lilac’s first bloom
she unfurls
purple tipped leaf buds
A Reach For The Sun
Lonely For Spring
the wind
still has no leaves
to speak with
Systematic Work
the knocking
still echos
from the ground
Stepping Out
yellow canters
though the woods
coltsfoot on the move
The Second Bloom All At Once
newly risen
she blooms again
in shadow
How Leaves Bloom
with scalloped edges
and complex patterns
of white on peach
Crocus In Light
in part
it seems
they create the light
Conversations Across Time
fall’s iris pods
call across the river
to the tree’s spring buds
There Is
no I
in nature
everything evolves from we
Influenced By Neo-impressionists
perhaps is was Seurat
who romanced the azalea leaves
with his pointillism
Spring Soup
seasoned
by the seasons
warmed by the sun
Archway
the threshold
to places of magic
can be easy to miss
Embraced
cradled by oak leaves
the birch branch begins
her return to earth
The Season’s Joie De Vivre
rising to the surface
that particular effervescence
of spring
Elemental Mixed Media
a collage
of not yet
spring
l Learned It From The Leaves
part was missing
it made me love
what was left more
When The Wind Blows
all the voices
of the leaves
rise in winter’s hymn
The Space That Absence Holds
it is
the place
where love remains
Captured Moment
falling
and then
suspended in time
In December
the landscape slumbers
glittering leaves
the froth of dreams
Layered Realms
fall submerged
beneath ice
and shadows
Botanical Print
lingering leaves
a curtain
of light
Briefly
before
the season of snow
the season of shadows
Terraced Textures
each level
luxuriating
in light
Together
every disparate part
from the moss to the snow
is needed for the whole
Time’s Allotment
old goldenrod and evergreens
holding the inbetween
of seasons
Theophany
in beauty
there resides
God
Winter Illustration
cold highlights
the edge
of everything
Porthole
an autumn rain
becomes winter ice
window to the seasons passage
In Autumn Light
we begin to see
the definitions
made by absence