one lone piece
of our river valley
mountains and palisades
Building Blocks
Stone Pug
faithful friend
maintains his place in the shade
between the bloodroot and the blooms
The Stone Step’s Chronicle Of Time
the old antler
and its shadow in repose
above bloodroot blooming as light
Everlasting Ever Changing Unions
stone, water, branch
fallen and frozen, rushing and static
married this winter day
The Garden Before Bed
still in service
the watering can
and birdbath-dog-bowl
Blues In Maine
beneath a cerulean sky
the ocean provides
sapphire, slate and stone
Deep Listening
everything in the world speaks
the air, the stone, the leaf
it is we who must become fluent
Council Meeting
late for the vote
but nevertheless
greeted warmly
Water Cairns
stone memories
commemorating place
in the passage of time
Frost Dodger
as summer wanes
each flower more precious
for the precariousness
Cascade Of Hearts
the one hundred year old
stone frog
worships at this alter
Essential Elements
steel heron
waits by stone bowl
filled with rain
Statuesque
in stone
and petaled forms
a nobility of beauty
Adorned
bestowed
upon Buddha
a headdress of iris
In This Liminal Time
each morning
with the flowers
sweet dreams linger
One of Many
the shadow reveals
another definition
of self
Proximity
missive
from the future
fall’s imminence
The Stone Mushrooms
aspire
to be added to
stone soup
Illumination
lantern by
the flowering tree
beauty is the light
Snowed Inn
no reservations needed
come on in and roost
beneath the snowy roof
Home Together
place
made known
by stone and heart
Invitation
the open gate
invites me
into the new day
Loyalty
guardian at the gate
the iron lab
waits
Buddha’s Back
in the present
facing the future
honoring the past
Rock of Ages
the ancient rock
with its sleepy eye
watches all of time
travel by
Tour De Force
every molecule conspired
rendering the common rock
into a masterpiece
Mill Stone
without her sister stone
she is but a gentle guide
Afire
the flame
of red geranium
against the chimney wall
Stages
the progression of blooms
a triptych of peach perfection
Sovereign’s Seat
in the forest
there is a throne of stones
with moss upholstery