the parts
no longer there
filled in by memory
The Leaving
Patience And Perseverance
amongst the snow
a dreaming blossom bud
and hope made manifest
Sunflower Fence
the barn remembers
smiling yellow faces
heads now bent with snow
October In The Picking Garden
this late October bloom
a sight to memorize and revisit
once winter paints the world grey and white
Time’s Reallocations
memory is a mystery
with pieces disappearing
and remains ever changing
Standing In The Heart Of The Meadow
holding space and memories
of the orchard
from long ago
Nearer To Thee
the closer I look
the more my view expands
and resonates with memories
Time Reflected
a faint reflection
the memory of our summers
drifting in the red canoes
The Long Fence
white posts and rails
stretch farther than memory
fastening the farm in place
Resounding
when the tall tall pine
holds onto snow
I see the echo of every Christmas
What The Lantern Occasioned
a light
without light
is how memory is made
Dream Of A Memory
I call the old place
Nana answers and says
I’m waiting dinner for you dearie
Summer Will Not Be Forgotten
a final
brilliant bloom
burned into memory
That Old Master
autumn light
painting memories
on the landscape
Forever
etched
into my heart
the vibrancy of bloom
The Space That Absence Holds
it is
the place
where love remains
No Longer Even A Memory
like the night’s dreams
morning mist disperses
until dissolved
Reconsidering The Moon
days ago so near
in my memory
I can still touch her
Flowers Of Light
of summer
magnifying sunlight
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White Birch
angels in the fog
touching down
to commune with the trees
Like Walking To School Through The Blossoming Orange Grove
delicate and delectable
it transports me back to childhood
The Nest
woven with care
so fledging feet
will remember softness
Apparition
the ghost
of hosta’s
past
Defying The Elements
sweet hydrangea
her summer bloom lingers
on a honeycomb of petals
Remembrance Of The Forgotten
the fluidity of bloom
forgotten
the force of bloom
memorialized
Provisions
as autumn’s color departs
we store its memory
for winter sustenance
Two Came Together
summertime visit
from dear friends
long departed
I Remember
spring
the delicate
insistence of delight
Cairn In The Rain
the sky cries
remembering
with us
Thorns
defensive
of even
the memory of beauty
