post it note
from winter
I’ll be right back
One Spot Of Snow
Masquerade
small pruned branch
with fungi cap
mushroom imposter
Mud Season Encroaches
holding on to cold
the pond
an icy island
Reassurance
like an arm around its shoulder
the tree’s shadow
comforted the barn
Speeding Home
with a whistle
the call of the wild forgotten
the call of cookies and the couch answered
Faux Mock
the mock orange
mocks again in winter
this time blossoms of snow
Marvel
an icy lace
melting and magnifying
making a mosaic of Monday
Detailed
everything seems more of itself
with the way the snow
clings and reveals
After The Thaw
winter tried starting over
reglazing the pond with ice
and sprinkling grandma Moses flakes
Shy Sky
the day ended so softly
I almost missed the kiss
that was her parting blush
If Winter Was An Ocean
the meadow a beach
and the snow tide recedes
storm sets form on the horizon
Sometimes
change demands
breaking apart and disappearances
to miraculously reveal a new whole
Renewal
beneath the dormant garden
lies the constant unseen work
of life
Tendrils
its the small touch
and little kindnesses
that bind us together
Winter Renewed
a small fresh snow
everything clean and coated
the landscape whitewashed
Not Quite In The Spotlight
sometimes just
to be near the path of light
is light enough
Beneath This Big Blue Sky
long shadows
reaching for the long river
just beyond the tree line
Night Traveler
alone
you wove your way
into the light of a new day
Commence
in the warmth
of a February sun
poppies have begun
Fidelity
evergreens
holding the torch
for spring
The Loving Landscape
red barn valentine
from the farm
to every passerby
The Bend
up ahead
some light
an encouragement to hope
Triptych Of Textures
distillations combine
winter’s tapestry
grown on stone
Uncovered By Covering
after the snowfall
a tiny village
of teepees appeared
Fences
who is in?
and who is out?
would I stay without them?
All Around
sacred ground
my footprints
with the spirits
A Map Of Time
every line and mar
documenting
the leaf’s life
Woolgathering At The Fields
winter sun
the trees ghosts
of a daydream
Flames
afternoon light
cattail candles
set the marsh aglow
A Proclamation
they stepped
out of the mist
declaring their togetherness