winter dreams
mounded on rocks
dissipating into day
Pillows Of Thought
Solidarity
secrets shared
between
rocks and ice
Moss And Snow
seeming strange bedfellows
yet nestled sweetly together
companions during winter’s long sleep
Falling Water
locals call
the swimming hole
before the falls
chutes
Drawn By The Wind And The Light
beneath the waterfall
everything’s in motion
even logs and stones
The Trickle, The Flow, The Rush
water knows
a thousand ways
to reach her destination
Water Cairns
stone memories
commemorating place
in the passage of time
Popping Out
out of the burrow
into the sun
stirrings of spring have begun
The Waterfall Late November
part frozen
part motion
perfection
What’s In A Name?
call me
by my real name
groused the pheasant
Spring Fling
the rock garden
a riot of color
bursting into bloom
Protection
last year’s thorns
guard
this year’s growth
Wily Escape
released
by the sun
back on the run
Letting The Light In
through vulnerabilities
we meet each other
and find ourselves
Time Tags Light
shadows chase
late afternoon
through the woods
End Of Season
the swimming hole
so cold now
only water frolics
Not Done Yet
sweet September
unwilling to let
summer’s party fade away
Homeward Bound
water’s purpose
to be ever
rushing home
Cairn In The Rain
the sky cries
remembering
with us
Tight Knit Community
all together
weathering the weather
shoulder to shoulder
Love Bite
entwined
in a violent affair
snakes mate
Sitting
buddha of
the three doors
the past, the future, the present
Passageway
through darkness
into light
the journey’s substance
Emergence
mandala of hearts
on the mill stone
loving what is
Zen Garden
a pattern
of breath with
stillness in between
Assurance
with just
a little warmth
life springs forth
Scalloped Edge of Time
hearts on the mill stone
waiting to be used
Defiance
blazing colors
defy the drought
and celebrate the heat
The Day Rose Softly
the sound
of a solitary bird
walking the riverside rocks
How Tiny The Town
so wide and blue the sky
a universe of clouds
floats by