on certain days
not even the light
offers light
River Crossing
ripples reveal
the zig zag ways
of paddling paws
Devotion To Grey
late February days
when daytime
feels like twilight
Ice storm
in the shine
of the woods
winter days slipping by
Wings
the hope
of flight
not without effort
Wonder of the Wallow
being one with
the great fertile earth
oh the magic of mud
Brightened By
love letter
from a long lost paramour
color inside March’s monochrome
Collection
in black and white
the billowing bloom
a leafing and blossom of snow
The Privileged
we watch
winter’s demanding dramatics
from inside our warm havens
Rising
the landscape yawns
winter’s breath
rises from the mountains
Unseen Seen
it was revealed
the intricate web
connecting everything
Holding Up The Sky
snow sky
held high by
December morning’s tree
Becoming One Another
the icing pond
receiving rain
so many ways to be
Iceland
February grew
trees of ice
a forest of cold
Irregardless
in the sunless day
lift your head
anyway
Austerity
sharp edged
cold etches
light into dark
Iddy-umpty
morse code of winter
dots and dash of ice
arctic opus written in cold
Faith
be still
in the darkness
for the light will find you
Brief Glimpse
the lay of the land
appeared in the sky
as gentle mountains rise
above the crashing ocean waves
Touch
night’s cold breath
caresses the branches
her touch released by the sun
Time Combined
for every shadow
there is light
counterparts
like day to night
Discovery
from the river’s surface
the tree looked up at me
delivering heaven at my feet
Needed
lantern in snow
a wink of light
feeds hope
The Enoughness of Nothing
in nothing
everything
rejoiced
Offers Received
in the absence of colors
an abundance of details
seasons give and take
Only Sunshine
winter came
the only sunshine
was conversation
Slumber
december glooming
dark light on the marsh
this is where shadows sleep
Sunrise on the Oxbow
black and white
morning light
darkness in retreat
The Refreshment of Color
inside
a tall drink of color
ends winter’s dry monochrome
Fortification
the landscape floods with color
and soaks into our every cell
fortifying us for winter’s long monochrome