a morse code of snow
dots and dashes
flying past the pine
Secrets
Solidarity
secrets shared
between
rocks and ice
Secrets Of The Feathered Fellowship
on gray days
being in community
creates its own kind of sunlight
Secrets
winter gathers
at the pond’s edge
hiding cold amongst the reeds
Secret Garden
tucked away
magic white bench
surveys the private paradise
Meadowland
lupin shared their secrets
of beauty, bloom and seed
summer spread across the field
Expansion
as the marsh
whispered her secrets
the water spun light into gold
Telling Time
wrinkles not rings
tell the secrets
of this tree’s age
Revealed
shadow and ice reveal
the fence’s wobbly fears
Beneath
A thin blanket of snow covers the pond
concealing the secret lives of fish.
Stealing Secrets
Fish eavesdrop
on the men
in their ice houses.
Mum
the garden’s secret keeper.
Mountains beyond Mountains
You may recognize the mountain by name or shape
but to truly know her is to walk the contours of her mass,
to watch her reveal the secrets of the seasons,
to remember and to feel the spirits of all the other feet
who have touched her and whose hearts have found home.
Winter Conspiracy
Comrades of the cold
the trees and the river share and keep
their secrets of the silent season.
Landscape
Every evening as day departs
the sky reveals a secret
about the passage of time.