even the stillness
stops
to catch up to itself
Below The Beaver Dam
Still Open
the current
evading
cold’s hold
A Cold Quiet Descends
the marsh
enveloped in
stillness and shadow
Stay Afloat
be light and able
true to self
in the ever changing current
Sunrise
beam of light
reaching for heaven
reaching for us
The Brook Kaleidoscopes
the water, light and movement
an invitation to slip inside
the flow of things
Autumn Comes
leaves and water
trembling with the speed
of autumn’s changing colors
Commenced
a finger of light
touches the marsh
today awakens
Dreaming Goldenrod
sunshine to be picked
and put in a vase
sunshine a brush
painting the water
Linger Like The Light
in the ever moving stream
there are pools of calm
to be found
Winged Reverence
the cardinal bows
his head in prayer
blessing the bowl
and the water it holds
Watching Light Dance On The Water
deep in the quiet woods
by the unhurried water
my soul rejuvenates
Dreaming Green
the leaves and moss
the water and silt
an endless becoming
Changed But Still Open
to flow
like water over rock
through heartbreak and hardship
A Section Of Branch, Some Floating Lichen
in the swirl and blur of confusion
bits of clarity, be they small,
emerge as buoys
The Durability Of Change
the habit of the river
to turn again and again
from stillness to movement
Making Sense
amidst inversion and reflection
trees and leaves
still perceived
Time Is A Painter
between the blues
of sky and water
autumn commences coloring
A Tailored Day
below pinking-shear leaves
the wind zippering
across the water’s surface
Diamond Dew
fleeting brilliance
these jewels
of water and sunlight
Water’s Laughter
bubbles giggle
as the brook
cascades
Fluidity
hosta leaves
embody water’s
waves and current
Green Watery World
seemingly silent and still
teeming with the lives
of wing and gill
April On The Marsh
a small hole
in the cloud cover
blue breaking through
Rush
how fast
the water hurries
chasing after spring
River Art
a reflection
of the fluttering
leaves
Change
many are the beginnings
and the sheddings
that escort us into the new
Ways Of Water
still flowing
but slower
still drawing
with sunlight
The Happenstance Of Circumstance
this side so lush and green
autumn on the opposite shore
place dictates everything
Call And Respond
from leaves
to ripples
color echos
