waterfall of time
this year’s leaves
descending mossy granite
Cascade
Heads Up
a mast year
toads dodge
the falling acorns
Shell Collecting
the forest
a green ocean
her leafy tide revealing
mushroom seashells
Together
over time
becoming
one
Quaker Ladies
they gathered
in abundance
to worship spring
Spring Cleaning
moss and fern
drinking light
purifying the air
The Woods Endeavor
although cold and dark persist
the woods embark on greening
in moss, lichen, the needles of young pine
Found
another piece
to the puzzle
of life
Always Living
despite the lows of cold
the moss and Sempervivum
the brave and hearty Heuchera
keep on and on
Piecework
patchwork of light
on the forest floor
time quilts early autumn
Simplicity
paradise made
with three flowers
and a bee
Right Sized In The Woods
Buddha sat
his moss cushion
made of granite
Leprechaun’s Ladder
how else
to reach the top
of the rainbow?
Triptych Of Textures
distillations combine
winter’s tapestry
grown on stone
December Roses
rosied by cold
snuggled into rocks
a carpet of bloom
The Happenstance Of Circumstance
this side so lush and green
autumn on the opposite shore
place dictates everything
Stillness Inside The Current
rock beneath the waterfall
witness to every nuance in the weather
barometer of time
Building Blocks
one lone piece
of our river valley
mountains and palisades
Roots, Rock, Fungi
endurance
is a game
of adaptation
Tree-Side Village
the wee-est of the wee forest creatures
lived in a village on a tree
safe and snug and happy as can be
Promise
on the broken branch
in the ice
verdant thriving
The Patience Of A Metal Frog
snow may come again
still the garden will emerge
soak up the sun when you can
Moss And Snow
seeming strange bedfellows
yet nestled sweetly together
companions during winter’s long sleep
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