the first coat
of winter’s
white
December Oxbow
Clouds Like The Day’s Breath
in November’s dark
the light is brighter
and the blues colder
Fields At Rest
fortitude
is being built
in the fallow field
Summer Morning
an invitation
to linger in
a long lazy day
Locomotion
the weather is a train
billowing her steam clouds
as she travels south
The Valley In Spring
clouds flying free
the rail fence meanders
as trees converse in green
The Blue And Green
dear pines evergreen
the sky so ever blue
through lines of the seasons
Winter Is A Queen Of White
everything touched
with her scepter of cold
commanded to dazzle and glisten
Falling Fast
a flurry
of oak leaves
hurries towards winter
Moving On
as the wind whisks away
leaves and clouds
new intimacies of the landscape divulged
Change
life and time
always on the move
let us be their gracious guests
Above Below
the sky and the river
together holding
onto the clouds
Thunderhead
Zeus at work
stirring up the sky
billowing the blue
Sunset Leaves
to the departing sky
each leaf of every tree
waves goodbye
The Sun And The Moon
before the moon
was done
the sun had begun
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thin line of a bird
flying in the space
where night meets day
Heather’s Pink Sunrise
braving night’s darknesses
arriving in the solace
of the pastel light
Everything Is Possible
as the sun rises
the day’s contours
emerge from the darkness
Rising
unveiled
the blue green
river valley morning
April On The Marsh
a small hole
in the cloud cover
blue breaking through
Shy Sky
the day ended so softly
I almost missed the kiss
that was her parting blush
The River High
big rain
trees up to their knees in water
the river hungry for land
Replenishment
thirsty for color
I gulped
the blue sky
Dog Days
lazy boats
only the clouds
are sailing today
Heron On High
you are an arrow
piercing
the foreboding sky
Summer Afternoon
these clouds carry
shade not water
and still we are thankful
Three Sky Morning
the day already divided up
the pink sunrise, a blue mid-day
a mackerel bellied sunset
Spring Morning
a gentle lavender call
to greet day
stirs the river
The Long Wait
in the emptiness
of April
gifts of possibility
Delicacies
the snow like
seven minute icing
the tractor frosted
Altitude Of Blue
the sky sharing
some of her repertoire
illustrating infinity