palisades shrouded in mist
its sacredness seeps into my bones
and I stand in reverence
If The Liminal Could Be Seen
In Exchange
color leaving leaves
to redden berries and set the seeds
the bargain that autumn demands
Building Blocks
one lone piece
of our river valley
mountains and palisades
Roots, Rock, Fungi
endurance
is a game
of adaptation
Asylum
some of the color
that has left the woods
finds refuge on the island
Summer Spot
from the heat of the rock
into the cool depths of the lake
JUMP
Buddha In The Woods
I visit
to share
the silence
How Can It Be
the tree
I’ve only seen from afar
can feel like home
A Home
in the protection of decay
the more humble
the more precious
Color Lifts Us Up
long grey day
and then a saving
flash of blue
Painted By The Light And Seasons
the humble rock
becomes
a work of art
Evidence
bright green moss
under snow
yes hope springs eternal
The Solid Sea
I peered
into an ocean
made of granite
Cascade
the rock and the water
fallen and falling
counterpart and counterpoint
The Abandoned Ball
No, you’re bigger
you
should’ve swum out for it.
The Space Between
we remain
a part of each other
even in separation
Flowering Rock
a blush
of pastel pink
a granite bloom
Flowing Rock
history
is made of
change
Dress Up Just For Yourself
ordinary rock
adorned with
lichen lace ruffle
Waltz In The Woods
young trees
shadow dance
on the rock face
Atop The Rock
alone
while together
with everything
David Hockney’s Water
deep in the woods
in the small brook
his paint brush paints
Making Music
all the peepers
dance
to the fiddlehead’s tune
Resurrection
every year
spring
is born again
They Stand In Solidarity
the tree trunk curtseys
to the power and durability
of rock and stone
Mystery Of Snow
cloaked in cold
insulated by the thing
from the thing
This December’s Interval
rock, leaf, ice, snow
elements and artifacts
underfoot
Proximity
missive
from the future
fall’s imminence
Nature’s Time
flowering sundial
it’s gnomon
the coulds
They Meet Each Spring
enduring rock
perpetual phlox
kindreds