Indie
the alpaca
catching snow flakes
Delight
Squall
the wind picks up
suddenly we
are inside a snow globe
Quiescent
winter afternoon
stillness shrouds the farm
the dormant season settles on
Confections
powdered sugar snow
candies the woods
sweetening a December day
Peace Found Us
our miracle came
as the widening blue sky
and shelter of the red barn
Surface Of The Moon
the rabbit
and the old man
disappeared down a Swiss cheese hole
Three Lines
the snow, the mist, the clouds
past, present, future
the weather writes a tercet
Like A Goddess
bestowing sweetness
with grace
delicacy belies her strength
Wild Tundra
roam freely
between the wild
and tamed places
The Rocks Discern
remains of the dark night’s flurry
a suggestion of
all that occurs unseen
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The Blue Sky Tries
still some snow
as the field softens into mud
this is the season of small beginnings
Costume Jewelry
ice makes diamonds
when snow becomes raindrops
the sparkle is of rhinestones
The Woods Still Hold Snow
winter’s grip
of blue cold
loosened by fern fronds
The Long Wait
in the emptiness
of April
gifts of possibility
The Patience Of A Metal Frog
snow may come again
still the garden will emerge
soak up the sun when you can
Snow Blossoms
bloom
with what
you have
Snow And Sunshine
a warm breeze
spring brushes against my cheek
still snow beneath our feet
Pillows Of Thought
winter dreams
mounded on rocks
dissipating into day
Snow Garden
with color subtracted
beauty solely articulated
in line and form
Moving Towards Spring
a single drop
circles echo
in sunlight
March The Month Of Everything
both snow and ice
with water running free
blue sky and clouds jostling
Seen And Seen Again
birch in the sun
are echoed as
icicles in shade
Delicacies
the snow like
seven minute icing
the tractor frosted
Step Through
the archway a threshold
suspending the invisible veil
between winter and spring
Satellite
receiving instructions
from last summer
on future destinations
Take The Cue
snow day
get outside
and play!
After The Storm
weighted
white blanket
a cover of stillness
Nor’easter
a flurry of falling stars
in blizzard time
there is no night or day
White River Blue Sky
the sun on snow
we bask like turtles
where we can
Still
the climbing vine
suspended in motion
green growth still a dream