seeming strange bedfellows
yet nestled sweetly together
companions during winter’s long sleep
Moss And Snow
Made On The Maple
each texture
a distinct form of life
together creating a new universe
Finding Flowers
dried by time
soaked by winter
and still blooming
A Tenacity Of Delicacy
thrown to the ground
by a punishing wind
intricacies undaunted
Ice Monster
it gave
a silent roar
rattling primal bones
Rush
before winter’s cold
stalls the journey
a mad dash to the ocean
Another Galaxy
in a granite sky
amidst the clouds of moss
twinkle lichen stars
Wearing The Blush Of Cold
succulent roses
tenacious as barnacles
cling to the end of autumn
The Garden Before Bed
still in service
the watering can
and birdbath-dog-bowl
Buddha In The Woods
I visit
to share
the silence
Sporting A New Coat For Spring
a verdant velvet of moss
green sleeves
for tree limbs
Be Here
like the trees
stand proudy
in the place where you live
Levels of Landscapes
here is where
the ants stop
and admire the view
The Trickle, The Flow, The Rush
water knows
a thousand ways
to reach her destination
There Is
no I
in nature
everything evolves from we
Granite Clover
a mossy monument
to the ‘luck’
of a determined tree
Transmogrification
the fallen tree
sprouted tiny wings
feathers made of fungi
Water Wanders Through The Seasons
recent snow
on old ice pack
the brook fast with melt
Emeralds and Diamond Ice
the forest grows
her own kind
of jewels
Painted By The Light And Seasons
the humble rock
becomes
a work of art
Espied
a glimmer
of spring
sunshine on moss
Evidence
bright green moss
under snow
yes hope springs eternal
Together
every disparate part
from the moss to the snow
is needed for the whole
The Umbrella’s Underneath
discarded
by a fairy
after the down pour
The Space Between
we remain
a part of each other
even in separation
Home
is a hole
perfectly round
made in the ground
Some Of Everything
the stillness
and the movement
the decomposing and the growing
An Icon In The Woods
big shouldered
a granite monument
to strength and endurance
Of Moss And Lichen
hints
of green
foreshadowing spring
This From That
from the fallen oak
grew
a moss mountain