The Waterfall Late November

part frozen
part motion

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

Letting The Light In

through vulnerabilities
we meet each other
and find ourselves

Time Tags Light

shadows chase
late afternoon
through the woods

Not Done Yet

sweet September
unwilling to let
summer’s party fade away

Homeward Bound

water’s purpose
to be ever
rushing home

Tight Knit Community

all together
weathering the weather
shoulder to shoulder

Love Bite

in a violent affair
snakes mate


through darkness
into light
the journey’s substance


mandala of hearts
on the mill stone
loving what is

Zen Garden

a pattern
of breath with
stillness in between