tail feathers
dipped in sunshine
rising on the updraft of spring
Prologue
before the song of spring
the robin can be seen
Yearning
the trunk
entwined and crossed
a wish for old forest growth
Resounds
cloisonnéd crabapple trunk
each hole a house
for woodpecker sounds
Absense
in the absence of leaves
branches alone
uphold winter’s bitter blue
Perfect Proportion
the architecture
of a tree
sacred geometry
Three Berry Cottage
at the meadow’s edge
where the woods begin
three berry cottage awaits
her chance to comfort and contain
Request
berries frame the empty nest
that rests until spring’s request
Goddess
golden tresses
halo of light
gracing us
Blaze
maple
sends up
a final flare of color
Bare Clothesline
October afternoon
only rain
hangs on the line
Fallen
autumn’s accord
birch branch wears
the shadows of reeds
Magnificence
her majesty
saves a place for me
while holding up the sky
Panes
red barn
holds a multitude
of views
Telling Time
wrinkles not rings
tell the secrets
of this tree’s age
Rise
across the lake
the mountains rise
beneath puffed clouds
sweet sighs the sky
Growth
from green to blue to brown
many are the colors of the pine’s crown
Reverence
raised in exalation
green arms
praise the sun
Moss Forest
a tree
grows its own
tiny forest
of moss
Abode
an open heart
the space to grow in
Summer
lazy clouds in a wide blue sky
the meadow is ripe
for resting in
Incarnation
the tree’s shadow
shingles’ memory
of a past life
Acceptance
calm can be found
even inside the storm
Appreciation
steadfast as bricks
the crabapples
offer color
Distance
when spring seems
the farthest from home
it is March
Awakening
sunlight on magnolia buds
awakens hope for spring
Glazed
encased with ice
a shellacking of bark
winter’s shine and sheen
Instruction
birch and snow
illustrate
the nuances of white
Tiny Snowy Pine
in winter’s white silence
it spoke of peace and love
Compromise
the apple tree
surrenders but does not succumb
to gravity’s demands