life asks
that we give away
little parts of ourselves
Past Particles
orbs
in the old barn
remnants of the past captured
Barn Roof
nestled together
hip to hip
ridge and pitch
Sweetness
maple lace
almost sweeter
than syrup
Afterlife
ghosts of summer
seeding the future
with their return
Protected by the Labors of Care
piles of wood
wheel barrels of apples
surrounded by the harvest’s securities
Last Dance
summer’s
last light danced
across the lawn
Solace
head on
mother nature’s shoulder
respite from the world
Through
lone birch
shone the way
through dark woods
Gazing into Eternity
thoughtful
wise eye
sees beyond
The Crabapples
painted
by sunlight
on black velvet shadow
Sun Gazer
unblinking
the most tender of petals
will reveal all
Account of the Past
history’s
story written
in bricks
Phlox Individuated
as blossoms wane
every member’s value
in the cluster grows
Serrated Shade
saw toothed
shadow
carving granite
Foreshadowing
winter waited
at the edge
of the changing meadow
The Day is Full of Gifts
take
a moment
in the sun
Flowering Light
perfectly composed
by the side of the road
sunshine and shade
Humming Summer’s Tune
sound signals
a brief
appearance
Flowering Sundial
time
is measured
by the lily’s shadow
With An Open Heart
receive
the gift
of now
Gathering
clouds fly in
reunion of old friends
from the great beyond
In Love
red poppies
in dappled light
kisses from the garden
The Amplification of Being
deep silence
listening to
the shadows move
Splash
hot day
refreshed by
a splash of color
Rock Split Pine
rock moss
pine and shadow
agelessness exemplified
Bloom Sounds
pink pow
of mountain laurel
pop pop pop
Counterparts
basking in
May’s golden light
juxtaposed by shadow
Eden
in this paradise
of new colors
apples are still flowers
Movement Without Moving
even the stationary rock
will cross the line
in due time