plunk and peep of frogs
whispers in the reeds
songs sung by leaves
Marsh Concerto
The Colors Whisper Now
and each
falling leaf
opens a new view
Expansion
as the marsh
whispered her secrets
the water spun light into gold
Snow Maiden
grounded
in the power of the earth
she hears and heeds
the spirit winds’
whispers of wisdom
Snowscape
the whispers of bullrush
the patterns of the wind
the desert of winter
Prelude
In winter’s panorama of grays and whites
browns begin to steal the scene
soon to wear the first green whispers of Spring.
Entwined
Two trunks separated only by
a whisper of wind
a ray of light.
Parting Gift
The last gift the cornfield gives
is its whispering song
on the winds of fall.
Rest
The pines keep watch
over the residents perpetual sleep
whispering peace, peace.
Window on Winter
As the cold has settled deep into the ground
stillness has wrapped itself around the house
and both accentuate
the smallest of movements and quietest whispers of the heart.