amongst the trees
their roof sheltering unknown
happinesses and heartbreak
The House Next Door
Silent Greeting
each tree
a kind acquaintance
the woods my gracious neighbor
Welcome, Welcome
forsythia in bloom
throwing open
the proverbial garden gate
Come Home Soon
watching for the neighbor’s light
their curl of chimney smoke
to feel so not alone
At The Boundary We Will Know We Have Met
even in the solitary woods
someone cared
to make good neighbors
Through The Woods
you will find
their snowy roof
and Christmas pine
Dearest Neighbor
these slower times
allow for longer visits
with the flowers
Being A Part
solitude
inside community
being a part of the whole
Neighbor’s Light
Before the sun fully rises
the neighbor’s light across the way
is my kind companion in morning’s solitude.
Bridge
The span links neighbor to neighbor,
above the river, across state lines.
Community knows no jurisdiction.