singular pine
recording the history
of the mountain
Commotion
reeds
in a flurry
standing their ground
Destination Spring
winter rides
the pony swing
galloping towards spring
Morning Again
it can never
be said enough
thank you
Narnia
white hooded woods
await
their queen
Magnolia Edging
picture perfect
the world
framed by winter
Ever Creating
each winter day
still more
beautiful
Stopped
silence falls
where there was song
shy bird
Saving Space
the woods
hold no mercy
only space for grace
Fluidity
water never tires
of the temperature’s
perpetual requirement of readjustment
The Privileged
we watch
winter’s demanding dramatics
from inside our warm havens
The Bench In Solitude
wind
rests on the bench
waiting for direction
Into The Gleaming
ice and light
how bright
the ordinary shines
Today In The Future’s House
weathering winter
barn and silo
house our future
Before You
the thing
to be loved is
what is
Standing
in
the presence
of abscence
That’s What It’s All About
little bird’s
hokey pokey
turning himself around
Ice Queen
taciturn
winter wore
a crown of bittersweet
Until
all things balanced
until the wind shifts
and the redistribution of normal
January Missive
the mail box
holds another
delivery of cold
Elemental Kindness
gentle snow
softening the world’s
hard edges
Sleep Tight
old apples
wear stocking caps
for their long winter’s naps
The First Day
the new year’s
pristine landscape
and horizon of hope
Inside
we gather
together in the warmth
of each other
Sunshine with Snow
enchantment
the snowing of a
bright blue sky
Afternoon Sun
in the brevity
of winter’s landscape
truth shines
Eyelet River
lacing the surface
cold threading
shore to shore
Oh Tannenbaum
nearly tall enough
to be topped by
a real star
Distant Company
just beyond
the line of pines
dear neighbors
White Light
resting thoughts
on mountain’s
soft shoulders