each texture
a distinct form of life
together creating a new universe
Made On The Maple
Through The Missing Part
the past
watches over
us
Becoming
in saying goodbye
the leaf became
a butterfly
Fall’s Shift Of Light
every contrast more potent
the color wheel
gaining speed
Summer Is Unbridled
when
the wild flowers
roam
Embraced
cradled by oak leaves
the birch branch begins
her return to earth
So Many Seeds
soft like fur
a coat
ruffling in the wind
Brittle Suppleness
in every contradiction
a thread
of continuity
Terraced Textures
each level
luxuriating
in light
Flow
this is the texture
of time
passing by
Flowering Rock
a blush
of pastel pink
a granite bloom
Standing Ground
the wood’s grain
muscles made strong
by standing
Aging
time reveals
the structures behind
suppleness
Frosting
these leaves
sugared
with cold
Morning Meadow
night is banished
now is
light’s time to play
Four Of The Eight Spots
the forest warden
wears
orange epaulets
Main Line
falling
down the leaf
to the root of things
Last Year’s Leaves
while leaving
they reveal the beauty
of their complexities
Apparition
the ghost
of hosta’s
past
They Dwell Together
length of birch
layers of brick
swirling of snow
Light In The Leaves
shining like gold
glowing like embers
light is life
What Leaving Leaves
behind
the missing spot
lies tomorrow
Late Meadow
the season’s colors
settling down
to the ground into brown
When The Senses Become One
lamb’s ear
listening
to light
Topography
here it is recorded
every nuance
of each day
Within
hidden inside
tiny delicate flowers
can’t help but bloom
Leaf Life
sculpture on ice
bas relief
of a leaf’s life
In Endless Variation And Subtlety
mighty granite
displays so many grays
in the shale of the palisades
Plant’s Paw
the big
green footprint
of spring
Cartography
mapping
the diminutive
continent of moss