sometimes the sky
in all its moving beauty
rescues me from sorrow
Transcending
With Less, More
white and grays and blues
the ground and branch and sky
expressing winter’s intricate simplicities
Blue Barn Door
open wide
like the sky
welcome in the sun
Bare Ground Blue Sky
opportunity taken
the farmer feeds
his fallow field
All As It Should Be
berries in tranquility
content against
the sky’s faint blue
The Shooting Stars Obscured
but oh the midnight moon
an echo of the sun
throwing rings of gold
All On One Fine Day
cardinal in the tree top
a hawk gliding home
the eagle riding thermals
A Sliver Is Enough
the storm recedes
the moon appears
a hook for hope
Fragile Blue
winter day
a robin’s egg sky
nests in the trees
To Be Counted On
morning is a certainty
the colors of her sky
an eternal mystery
Clouds Above The Palisades
sunshine spotlights
the bluff face
as day dips into shadow
Touch
the fingerprints of trees
after tracing the sky
leaves caress the ground
Still Sweet
Maine’s blueberry sky
not yet
bittered by cold
Change
life and time
always on the move
let us be their gracious guests
Reaching Past The Rooftops
ambition
is the weed’s
decree
Soar
once the updraft
is found
flight is effortless
As The Sky Moves
freedom
washes over me
I am untethered from worry
Faith
still beneath the surface of sight
yet distinctly present
leaf buds and spring
Shy Sky
the day ended so softly
I almost missed the kiss
that was her parting blush
Coupling
lilac leaf buds
a double flamed torch
shimmering with desire for spring
Beneath This Big Blue Sky
long shadows
reaching for the long river
just beyond the tree line
Party Line
intermingling conversations
back to the old days
of sharing the line
Heaven At Your Feet
reach down
and touch
treetops and the sky
Replenishment
thirsty for color
I gulped
the blue sky
Three Lines
the snow, the mist, the clouds
past, present, future
the weather writes a tercet
Carried
traveling the lines
across a brilliant sky
voices seeking hearts
The Night Sky Is A Closet
the crescent moon
a hanger where
I drape my daydreams
Always
the two at once
joy and sorrow
and the search for ways
to befriend both
Space Enough
I am widened
by the ocean’s horizon
so much space for my soul to roam
The Transfer Of Color
trees emptied of leaves
so an autumn sunset
colors the sky