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
Within
the single leaf
contains all of fall’s
colors and transitions
The Wind Is Monet’s Brush
the changing light
the passage of the season
painted on the canvas of the pond
Carrying the Torch
as the sun retreats
yellow petaled flowers
carry the torch for summer’s shine
Hedgerow
Fall must climb
a fence of color
to steal away summer
Turn, Turn, Turn
hydrangea turns
becoming and beaconing
the season’s change
Comrades
barn doors and sumac
witnessing the seasons
as their colors fade
Banishment
winter lingers
in the damp and grey
until banished by the sun
Winter’s Shadow
shadows in the snow
soon to be transformed
by the grass and leaves that grow
Change
a heaven sent rain
the glorious mud
season change
Progress
even when still
time moves the wheel
Black in Blue
a crow waits
with the rest of us
for the dawning of green
Awakening
sunlight on magnolia buds
awakens hope for spring
Submerged
a fallen leaf
in the not yet frozen pond
reaches for the sky
Carried
faith carried
the pansy
into October
Bridge
heart of the garden
hydrangea’s beauty bridges
summer to autumn
Reprise
Snow laden pine
bows to the birch
winter takes a curtain call.
Retreat
Snow and silence
withdraw to the higher elevations
as Spring takes a dainty foothold.
Prelude
In winter’s panorama of grays and whites
browns begin to steal the scene
soon to wear the first green whispers of Spring.
Winter’s Hatch
From the snow egg
eventually emerges
blues skies and warm days.
Destination
Through the dried grass
the wooden path
leads to winter.
Old Man Frost
leaves his whiskers behind
when he runs through the woods
chasing moonbeams and sunshine.
Yield
The garden’s harvested bounty
carries a weary spirit towards spring
in the colors of dried petals and the promise of seeds.
Slumber
Seeds rest in husk beds
dreaming
of their spring morning.
Our Two Chairs
Let us take our willow seats
and savor a few more garden moments with the geraniums
before the the frost comes and sends us all inside.
In A Certain Slant Of Light
Before the burst of color
fall appears in those moments just before twilight
and presents a world illuminated from within.
Slope
The end of summer
has found her
angle of repose.
Passageway
Summer holds on
in sunshine and blossom
but Fall is pulling at her edges.
Three Teepees
The beans have finished their teepee climb
now even the hammock sleeps
summer retreats