cloaked in cold
insulated by the thing
from the thing
The River Free
the river desires movement
and uses all its wiles
to dodge stillness
She Persists
the celebratory nature
of the garden persists
despite winter’s imposed dormancy
Falling
slow snowflakes
teasing
gravity’s demand
Which Way?
decisions
in the rafter
made by consensus
Fringe
adorning the edge
of the open field
grass tassels
Like A Tattered Flag
the barn endured
dutifully
despite the wear
Not One Alone
every berry
provided with
companionship
Distant Snow
as our weather rises and shifts
winter still holds fast
to the horizon
Double Helix
there it was
the chain of life
in the curves of the leaf
Guidepost
your presence
lets me know
I am home
Little Flowers
in winter
even the smallest reminders
of flowers nourishes
To Be Held
even winter
seeks the comfort
of a nest
At The Border
on the edge of the storm
we are not quite yet
consumed by the commotion
Still Life’s Motion
what holds
the snowflake to the leaf
but hope and faithful buoyancy
Wonderland Returns
new snow
the world made fresh again
the landscape cheers
With Childlike Wonder
the landscape expressed
the glittering shimmering
excitement of Christmas
Three Birch
like wise men
they stood vigil
over life’s miracle
A Winter Radiance
here a rainbow rises
of colored branches
behold this halo of joy
Hearing The Unsaid
the silence
of cold and snow
told us what we needed to know
They Dwell Together
length of birch
layers of brick
swirling of snow
Dangerous Beauty
beside barbed wire
still life
inside a storm
This December’s Interval
rock, leaf, ice, snow
elements and artifacts
underfoot
The Other Word For Courage
may your hope
be as sturdy
as the oak
The Work Of Faith
grain in the silo
barn full of hay
devotions made each day
Lighting The Way
winter raised
her red flamed torches
showing us the path
Holding Whatever Is Offered
the pasture
empty of cows
filling with snow
Wonderment
sunlight sparkles on water
snowflakes descend to greet it
all kinds and conditions of magic
Chipmunk Dance
tiny feet
keep the beat
to the music of life
A Whitening
the landscape shifts
colors settle underground
now we reside in white’s variety
