even the trees
shiver when
it gets below zero
Cold Trees
The Day Retires
the day packed away
in night’s
dark briefcase
Smiled Upon
winter holds tight to the shadows
but OH the sun, the sun
the saving sun
Bare Ground Blue Sky
opportunity taken
the farmer feeds
his fallow field
Counterclockwise The Weather Turns
wind and rain
have rinsed my world
autumn’s palette now returned
Blue Sunset
dark clouds
blue with water
preparing to erase the snow
Beneath The Watch Of Elders
young pine
in the January snow
so many more years to grow
Shaken
trees appear tiny
the world a snow globe shaken
then set gently down
The Old Oak’s Salutations
the old oak
in an elegant turn
of welcome and farewell
Ho Ho Ho The Snow
old apples
in their Santa hats
Christmas in the orchard
All As It Should Be
berries in tranquility
content against
the sky’s faint blue
After Many Gray Days
some blue sky
a saving grace
and hope renews
Filagree Of Trees
the snow like time
tracing and embracing
every detail
Revealed
winter’s egg of snow
disclosing
your secret nest
Seeking Light
the lantern’s light
imagined
is light enough
All On One Fine Day
cardinal in the tree top
a hawk gliding home
the eagle riding thermals
Sunflower Fence
the barn remembers
smiling yellow faces
heads now bent with snow
A Sliver Is Enough
the storm recedes
the moon appears
a hook for hope
Congregating Calm
quiet fell
the garden hushed
enters into camaraderie with solitude
Fragile Blue
winter day
a robin’s egg sky
nests in the trees
Winter Is A Queen Of White
everything touched
with her scepter of cold
commanded to dazzle and glisten
To Choose Gratitude
thank you for the first snow
thank you for shelter from the cold
thank you for the few remaining leaves
thank you for the company of trees
Making Sense
amidst inversion and reflection
trees and leaves
still perceived
Sunset Cinder
we savor the day’s embers
as November night
shutters the afternoon
Settling On, Settling In
the river still runs
but the cold has dug
its fingers in the ground
So Many Goodbyes
to the leaves, colors and blossoms
a tender farewell to each
until we meet again
Conversation Wanders
our feet
in the leaves
do all the talking now
Wistful Windows
I see a longing
in the barns’ window eyes
unsure if it is theirs or mine
The Old Orchard
abiding change
resolute in bearing fruit
apples in community
Isle
I send my dreams
away to play on the island
in the bay