traveling the lines
across a brilliant sky
voices seeking hearts
Carried
Dawning
traveling with the morning light
the mountain revealed through the trees
then the pond shrugs off her shawl of pink mist
so tenderly begins this day
The Tree’s Topography
a map of life
the bark divulging
her valleys and mountains
Building Blocks
one lone piece
of our river valley
mountains and palisades
Mountain Flower
blooming in the woods
for the delight
of trees
We Grow, Grow, Grow
contrary to their neat rows
the seedlings desire
of life is feral
Go Slow
on the dirt road
through the greening valley
witness hope unfurling before you
My Morning Moon
your appearance
in the tenderly colored sky
a blessing for the day
Across The Lake
the deciduous grove
in winter reveals
an intimate topography
The Long Fence
white posts and rails
stretch farther than memory
fastening the farm in place
Sparkle
morning light
on last night’s
weightless accumulation
Waiting
long line of cattails
standing patiently in the cue
for spring
This Morning Didn’t Rise
some winter days
never seem to wake
they dream through to the next night
This Tree
still waving goodbye
to the trains
that no longer cross the trestle
The Day’s Philanthropy
a generous sunset
giving the colors
of a rainbow
The Earth
dark and dense
like a good chocolate cake
first snow a powdered sugar dusting
A Hello
a wink
from the universe
this sliver of a moon
The Sunset Shines Up
a pink spotlight
from the palisades
shines into the divine
First Look
the eye
of the day
peers over the ridge line
Cradled In The Valleys
fog snuggles
in the mountain
sleeping like a baby
Blue Sunset
a slice of light
between
dark and night
You Are Here
the big birch
our reference point
from which to wander
Longer Days
the light
fades away
ever more slowly
Dandelion Ice
old man winter puffs
and ice flies
like dandelion fluff
A Double Geography
the storm drew
a mountain range
on the palisades
The Garden Fence
in the white and gray landscape
we fasten our green hopes
to the rails
The Blossom
morning sky
blooms
in pink and blue
A Cairn’s Mountain View
the memories
of memorials
holding human history
In Autumn Light
we begin to see
the definitions
made by absence
Into Forever
green summer
at our feet
the lazy day expands