corn stalks
skate and ski
Snow Petals
winter’s white flower
held aloft by summer’s remnants
shaped by fall’s miscellany
Covered
white brightness
blankets everything
in winter’s wonderland
Hold to Thee
snow holds to the leaf
the leaf holds to the branch
the branch holds to the tree
as spirit holds to thee
Deep Bow
in deference
sunflowers bow
to the new year
River Run
freed by the sun
the river runs
Remains
all that remains
is all that is needed
Lessons in Stone
weathering life
requires all your strength
Roam
memories fastened to the fence post
new dreams roam the field
Reverence
beneath crowns of white
hydrangeas bow their heads
in reverence to winter
Tiny Snowy Pine
in winter’s white silence
it spoke of peace and love
Final Touch
snow
swags
the swag
Compromise
the apple tree
surrenders but does not succumb
to gravity’s demands
Understanding
the pond’s edge
the reach of shadows
winter renders a new view
and understanding of the familiar
Everyday Magic
dry weeds in a snowy field
the filament and flash
of ordinary days
Pileated
the woodpecker reaches out
for the most succulent frozen crabapple
on the tree
Elements
her transient nature
enhances the beauty that emerges
from the elements
Ornamentation
trees adorned with snow
crabapple baubles
nature decorates
Ceaseless
gone are the flowers
gone are the seeds
and still she blooms
Anew, Again
the new season
asks me to see
everything anew again
Moon Landing
the night’s snow
transforms the lawn
into the surface of the moon
Ray
a shaft of sunlight
holds the pond open
Return
The landscape shifts from white to green.
Ice is no match for the determination of spring.
Beneath
A thin blanket of snow covers the pond
concealing the secret lives of fish.
Certainty
Wearing a shroud of winter
the rock sculpture endures
certain of Spring’s dominion.
Lace Making
Casting a pattern like lace
shadows of leaves
embellish the snow.
Flurry
In my spring dreams
it snows flowers.
Obscured
Below a fresh layer of cold
colors stir and plot
their renaissance.
Reprise
Snow laden pine
bows to the birch
winter takes a curtain call.
Singing
Melting snow gives voice
to the brook’s song of spring.