the sun obscured
a wintry day
the willow weeps
Declared
sun shoulders out the snow
last years blooms trumpet
beauty’s determination
Thread
an icicle pendulum
suspended by a spider’s thread
metronome of sun and clouds
Not Forgotten
a glimpse of light
on the darkest day
the sun has not forgotten us
Harvest
one petal at a time
in the soft September sun
the bee labors in love
Elsie and the Queen
splendid summer day
royalty and the working class
share the same sun
Reverence
raised in exalation
green arms
praise the sun
Sun Kissed
like the sun in July
yellow spreads across the field
Highlight
petals catch
a ray of sun
enlightened blossom
High Spirits
catching the sun
an exhilaration of color
profusion of petals
Daffodil
my rising sun
the light by which I know
spring has begun
Old Friends
the frail sun, the frosty lawn
the old tree and tire swing
wait for summer
Wishbone
Trees wish for rain and sun
a gentle wind, the song of birds
room to breathe and time to grow
In Lingering Ice
lonesome for the red winged
longing for the frogs’ calls
believing in the sun
cattails wait
Hunger
late february afternoon
everything hungers for light and warmth
so quickly the sun recedes
Awakening
sunlight on magnolia buds
awakens hope for spring
Chosen
bright spot
in a grey winter day
Thaw
temperatures rise
the ice parts
green reaches for the sun
River Run
freed by the sun
the river runs
Hallelujah
to bloom
in the winter sun
is to rejoice
Pieces of Summer
A quarter of a flower,
a sliver of the sun,
a portion of August.
Unwrapped
The birch unwraps herself
revealing her alabaster skin
to the May sun.
Sun Gazing
Mirror of beauty,
trumpet of spring –
narcissus oh narcissus.
Diamond Day
The sun smiles
and the world glitters.
Wardrobe
Dressed in shadows and light
effortlessly trees wear
every moment of every season.
Buttercup
Shinning yellow
beacon of summer
buttercup is a kiss from the sun
Biggest Star
Brightest orb shining the way
through spring and into summer days,
lighting the route through woods and dark days.
Glory of the Ordinary
Dandelion
most darling and daring of weeds
the yellow sun that wishes grow upon.
Bees See
how lavender whispers.
That purple is soft
and yellow tastes like the sun.
Before Twilight
In the magic hours the forest glows
as trees catch the sun and release their dreams.
