distilled
in the blue sky
embodied by the leaf
Sunshine
Beneath The Waterfall
mix of froth and leaves
mild mannered
maelstrom
All Of Autumn
taking place
in a puddle
on the ground
Making Space
as leaves exit
a slow reveal
of stature and line
The Pieces Of Perfection Converged
this gorgeous afternoon
time itself
glittered
The Leaving Season
late autumn
time rushes by
like leaves on the wind
The Mountain Whispered Orange
this autumn
is a delicate affair
subtle in her hues
Be Wary In The Woods
hunting season
even the sumac
wears safety orange
In The Valley Of The Lily
everything extending
the last of their essence
veritas of beauty
The Garden Dreamt An Ocean
shoal
of red octopi
floating in the rosebush
Lurker
there’s Joe-Pye weed
peeking
in the window
After The Rain
every blade of grass
is a tiny torch
of guiding light
A World Of Purple
separate plants
find kinship
in color
Green Goblets
waiting to be filled
with the drink of rain
before fully unfurling
Reconsidering The Moon
days ago so near
in my memory
I can still touch her
Spring Road
we travel
into
the beginning
The Space Between
we remain
a part of each other
even in separation
Bird With Leaf Buds
before the leaves
the buds
before the nest
the plan
Always In April
and sometimes in May
a snowfall surprises
freshly unfurled leaves
Trees Thinking About Leaves
encouraged
by the evergreens
tiny buds plump themselves
Mourning Cloak
you
of brown velvet
supine in sunshine
Behold
each tiny bloom
declaration and celebration
of spring’s return
Flow
this is the texture
of time
passing by
Stillness And Then Departure
remnants of the wasp nest
disintegrating leaves
upon a bed of departing snow
Finding A Way
wind
going through
it
Making Do
the trees
are wearing clouds
in lieu of leaves
The Center Holds
shadows play
on the river of leaves
stillness inside movement
Should The Feeder Be Empty
beneath it
there is
plenty
Abstract Of Rickrack
zig zagging leaves
circle
upon themselves
Stained Glass Grass
cathedral windows
on the ground
nature is my church