the finest way to travel
is meandering
making the path as you go
Winding Path
Sea Of Green
a froth of fern
meets the garden shore of grass and sunshine
wave sets of trees gather in the distance
Spring Morning
a gentle lavender call
to greet day
stirs the river
Petaled Lanterns
the afternoon
becomes
a pink illumination
Near The Beaver Dam
beside the water’s current
a stillness settles on
that savors the day’s tranquility
Magic Carpet
just to stand upon it
you have already ridden
to your fantastical destination
Spring Dreams
all the world in bloom
and emanating
the green glow of hope
Go Slow
on the dirt road
through the greening valley
witness hope unfurling before you
River Morning
this day’s mysteries
gather in the mist
until divulged by the sun
That Sweetness In The Air
it is
the maple wind
ushering in hope
Jane’s House
elegant in white
morning mist and magnolias
shroud your sanctuary
Filagree Of Spring
each leaf and flower unfurling
a revelation of details and hues
spring in the woods making her masterpiece
And Sometimes
the journey home
is strikingly different
but the destination is the same
Flowered Flight
mariposa
my magnolia
a bloom of butterflies
The Daring Of Dreams
such grey April skies
some trees barely dare
to dream of leaves
Spring’s Aura
almost invisibly the willow
begins to emanate
her green energy field
Blues
tiny blooms
grace the ground
an echo of the sky
Phantom Limb
I still see
the rope swing, the wood pecker
your tender leaf buds and glorious colors of fall
Rock Wall: An Origin Of Necessity
the fields cleared for planting
the crops rocky impediment
are now their border and protection
With All Blooms And Beginnings
first and most mysteriously comes
an internal expansion
that commands glorious opening
The Blue Sky Tries
still some snow
as the field softens into mud
this is the season of small beginnings
My Morning Moon
your appearance
in the tenderly colored sky
a blessing for the day
Costume Jewelry
ice makes diamonds
when snow becomes raindrops
the sparkle is of rhinestones
The Long Wait
in the emptiness
of April
gifts of possibility
Penny For Your Thoughts
from far away
I spot you
thinking
On The Far Edge Of Winter
the sky
keeps reminding me
how fast time moves
Snow Blossoms
bloom
with what
you have
Snow And Sunshine
a warm breeze
spring brushes against my cheek
still snow beneath our feet
Snow Garden
with color subtracted
beauty solely articulated
in line and form
Seen And Seen Again
birch in the sun
are echoed as
icicles in shade