stone, water, branch
fallen and frozen, rushing and static
married this winter day
Everlasting Ever Changing Unions
Sensing What Is Beyond Sight
like Mabel
the woods call to me too
beckoning with mysteries and solace
What The Lantern Occasioned
a light
without light
is how memory is made
Run Off
snow melt heads
back to to the aquifer
water always finds its way
This Tree
still waving goodbye
to the trains
that no longer cross the trestle
The Road Home
etched in memory
our tracks in the snow
the hug of each curve
At The Boundary We Will Know We Have Met
even in the solitary woods
someone cared
to make good neighbors
Mop Of Cold
bent to the river by cold
held to new work by ice
servitude of sweeping
Skillful Play
they know to slow and cross single file
then resume full tilt running
on the other side
The Season’s Fashion
the myriad ways
winter wears white
in snow and ice, birch and cloud
Winter’s Wandering Path
a smidge of snow
the glittering cold
many storms still to go
Still Green
even in winter
the grass finds
her days in the sun
Rain And Wind Storm
rain and snow compete
but mostly ice
will be the victor
Companions
we are
more alike
than not
Narnia
morning opened
to the enchanted world
where Aslan might call upon us
Accumulation Of Stillness
silent now
like a walk
in the clouds
Ferocious Beauty
the birch
bows down
to winter
The Particular Disposition Of Winter
a storm assembles
in the woods
the weight and shape of cold
How It Comes
barely noticeable at first
the white outline gathering
on every branch and blade
To Everything Its Counterpart
winter’s shadows
blue with cold
disputed by the sky
The Wonder Of Suggestion
precious and delicate
even the thought
of a new beginning
A Sugaring Snow
here for just a moment
not enough to increase
the mountain’s hips
The Earth
dark and dense
like a good chocolate cake
first snow a powdered sugar dusting
Lingering
the north side
still cold
and leafless
Unseen Work
beneath the snow
revealed by the sun
spring has already begun
Granite Clover
a mossy monument
to the ‘luck’
of a determined tree
How Winter Looks back
flakes freezing
as they fall
winter’s long goodbye
The Curvaceousness Of Water
specific
in her direction
indirect in her approach
Archway
the threshold
to places of magic
can be easy to miss
Water Wanders Through The Seasons
recent snow
on old ice pack
the brook fast with melt