the garden offers
one last dance
of color
In The Subtle Shift Of Light
the clouds, the leaves, the grasses
all ride
the wind of season’s change
Morning’s Glory
brilliant blue
heralding
this season’s colors
Stop Action
the world stirs
then stops again
spring’s incremental approach
Between
dark shadows
mountain’s first snow
last days of fall
Half and Half
sun falls
on the fern’s
summer side
Dahlia in the Daises
bright blooms
autumn afternoons
departing soon
Summer Surrounded
season change
maple frames
the baled hay
Foreshadowing
winter waited
at the edge
of the changing meadow
Archway
bent tree arch
sacred passage
into transforming woods
Eventually
snow tiger-ed hill
eventually will
change her stripes to green
Dunes
seeking
heat and blue
white and cold found
Fare Thee Well
feathered ones know
winter says goodbye
in snow
Carapace
the fern
tortoise shelled
winter’s slow approach
Cacophony
rustle of leaves
squeaking of trees
sounds of season change
Edged With Antique Lace
green field sparkles with frost
as winter takes residence
in the shadow’s depth
Readying
grasses softly sing
slumber’s sweet lullaby
of approaching dormant days
Homecoming Dance
fall arrives
as leaf and shadow
dance in waning light
Leaf Skin
as the snake
sheds his skin
trees discard their leaves
What was Carried
hydrangea is the bouquet
at the marriage of
summer and fall
Commencement
inspired by the field
hardwoods commence their leafing
as the landscape sighs in green
April Snow
night’s white blanket
tucked in all the green
the garden bed is cozy cold
Passage
this is the way
through the dark and the grey
past winter’s long night and into the light
Heading into Spring
ride the rails
out of winter’s shadows
into light and the beginnings of green
Beauty Berry
as the landscape mutes
and colors recede
one last glory
What The Field Watches
pumpkin on the mill stone
and so the seasons turn
Contained
birch vase holds
blooms and departures
the fall bouquet
Brief Visit
spring wears white
in polkadot leaves and petal snow
until the wilting sun asks her to go
Whisper
a whisper of winter
a dusting of snow
so long autumn
hello cold
Other Side
just before the hard frost
the grass is at its greenest
a promise to meet us
on the other side of winter