the here
of now
contains everything
Be Where Your Feet Are
Self Conscious
left
is my best
side
Perspicacity
beneath waterlily clouds
the heron contemplates
elusive perceptions
Considering The Placement
thoughtfulness is required
in locating
the perfect spot
Keeping Watch
at summer’s threshold
a redwing
stands sentry
Confirmation
joy flew in
and stayed for a moment
proving it was possible
Quench
drink deeply
from the marvels and mysteries
of ordinary days
Amidst Blossoms
easy to miss
the thrum and shimmer
darting from bloom to bloom
Messenger
ah, you again
bringing love notes
from the other realm
We Shared A Look
and now I know
the words
to your song
Home
is a hole
perfectly round
made in the ground
Ducks Readying For Diving
opening the pond by
pecking away
the frozen edges
Rainy Morning Hunt
hunger
doesn’t care
about the weather
BlueBird
a flash of happiness
alighted in the tree
it felt like a reprieve
Bird In Birch
beneath you
I marvel at
your tiny magnificence
Popping Out
out of the burrow
into the sun
stirrings of spring have begun
Wing And A Prayer
fan of feathers
catching air
ascend ascend ascend
Morning Reveals
remnants
of a moonlight stroll
hoof prints amidst sparkle
The Two Of Us
you in the tree
me in the house
both navigating winter
Forthright
little bird
staring down
the weather
Blending In
wearing the colors
of your surrounds
your spirit flashes through
Should The Feeder Be Empty
beneath it
there is
plenty
Little Bird
perched on the tree
gleeful
with seed
Abandoned Work
half way through
and then a change
of heart or plans
The Council
convening
at the birdbath
migration is debated
The Woodpecker
plumpness
as preparation
for winter
Snake In The Grass
camouflaged yet
they always
reveal themselves
What’s In A Name?
call me
by my real name
groused the pheasant
Field Colleague
Morningside
residing
in the shadow play
heron starts his day