When Being Empty Is Being Whole

the light and fluff
a meadow star remains

House Wren On The Garden Rail

where to stay?
when all the world
is home

We Didn’t See Him But We Knew He Was Here

old man winter
passes through
leaving his frozen breath behind

Milkweed Snow

the snow
before the snow
beginnings in endings

In Sunlight Milkweed Seed Readies For Flight

from order
evolves the chaos
of creation


seeds ready for flight
intentions set on next season’s
home for monarchs


milkweed pods
and raspberry canes
lovers entwined

To Be Called

each and every seed
listens and waits
for the wind to call its name
inviting its flight on silken wings