Summer Took Me By The Hand

and stretched before me
verdant, tender, true
as the great green meadow

Ship Masts In The Meadow

resource to
man and beast
benevolent benefactors: trees

Repeat Repeat

rain removes snow
then develops into sleet
so goes winter: repeat, repeat

The Four Of Them

at the edge of the clearing
a family of birch

When Being Empty Is Being Whole

the light and fluff
a meadow star remains

The Yard In Autumn

leaves and light
on the lawn

Autumn In The Meadow

the light
more precious
as darkness nears

Savoring The Sunshine

summer has not yet
opened the gate
to fall

The Cup Runneth Over

a carpet of sunshine
beneath the azure sky

Queen Anne and Goldenrod

the meadow
a fall display

Now The Light Slants Towards September

shadows grow longer
the birdhouse stands empty
the quiet of fall approaches

The Way

gentle path
through the flowering field
the road to happy destiny


our misty world was soft
and we were free

In The Dooryard Of The Birdhouse

the world
bloomed around us
it was enough just to be

Morning Meadow

night is banished
now is
light’s time to play

Cows In The Pasture

however far away
place holders
for a summer’s day