all possibilities
gather
at the water’s edge
How Many Sounds Can You Hear All At Once?
lavender echo
the marsh
whispers color
Morning At The Marsh
golden light
the world pristine
a new beginning
Inversion
water mirror
sets everything
on top of itself
Three Canoes
place holder
for our reentry
into the wild world
All The Time In The World
shadows
telling time
no need to hurry
Pulse
apples and reeds
winter’s red
heartbeat
Winter Formal
light and shadow
waltzing
the landscape
Commotion
reeds
in a flurry
standing their ground
So Often Forgotten
time carries
me through my
transgressions of faith
Fluidity
water never tires
of the temperature’s
perpetual requirement of readjustment
Standing
in
the presence
of abscence
In Deference To Illumination
touched by light
so turned to gold
alchemy of cold
Secrets
winter gathers
at the pond’s edge
hiding cold amongst the reeds
Fall’s Reflection
water colored
by fall’s display
changing by the day
Freedom
deep green
afternoon
light blue canoe
Pursuit
stalking fish
warrior feathers
on ruffled heron
Enter Stage Left
swooping in
summer arrives
on red wings
Tresel
outlined as it is obscured
all the same
the bridge remains
Water’s Way
freeze and thaw
and shifting drifts
all leaning into life
Ma Donna
Madonna appeared
in a cairn of stones
offering prayer and blessing
At The Elegant Edge
outside the spotlight
of sunshine and sparkle
the silhouette of elegance
Merger
in the current of cattails
ripples of blossoms
as meadow melds with water
Origin
bluebird box
on the lily marsh
commencement of happiness
Lavender Glooming
the colors
wrap around us
we are held
in heaven’s embrace
Reach
winter’s long shadow
reaches for
the shore of spring
Residency
on the north side
winter still resides
Cattail Ice
this mercurial winter
zigs and zags
playing tag with spring
Time Combined
for every shadow
there is light
counterparts
like day to night
Following Leads
through the reeds
a road emerged
that seemed to lead to spring