the storm drew
a mountain range
on the palisades
A Double Geography
Big Pines
in the valley of the Taconics
centuries old pines
are time’s flagstaff
Not Moved
in the tumult
mountains remind me
the endurance of truth
Pink Dawn
a sweet
cotton candy
day arrives
The Dear Nearness Of The Wilderness
miles of mountains
populated only by trees
as it should be
Fold Mountains
shifting sediment
of snow
branch mountain range
Mountain Children
palisades reveal
the peaks and sheers
of this Appalachian’s child
Horizons
Standing in the quiet of the field
in the gentle morning light
the mountain range rests in soft clouds
all is as it should be.