the wind
conducts
movement’s music
Rest
between
her windy travels
oak leaf rests on ice
Wind
tethered
by their stems
leaves seek flight
Until
all things balanced
until the wind shifts
and the redistribution of normal
Weather
petal storm
May blizzards
in flowers
The Wind Winds Down
peeking out
the storm’s force and fury
remains in the tilted horizon
Port in the Storm
hanging on
with gratitude
for what is available
Thirst
berries quench
my January thirst
for color
Outlier
snow balanced on limbs
daring the wind
to draw new silhouettes
Birds As Leaves
wintry gust
dismisses the flock
flight like leaves
Birch Brush
summer drawn
with wind and water
moving while still
Green Mountain State
at the inlet
awash in green
wind and current confer
The Seven Year Itch
poppy’s skirts
lifted by the wind
so like Marilyn
Taking Suggestions
at the Buddha’s suggestion
the wind and tree united
to place a reminder of faith
Wind
fast moving sky
the world rushes by
a leaf holds tight to home
To Be Called
each and every seed
listens and waits
for the wind to call its name
inviting its flight on silken wings
Falling
leaves flight
delivers them
back to their roots
The Wind Is Monet’s Brush
the changing light
the passage of the season
painted on the canvas of the pond
August Pond
autumn whispers
on the wind
casting seeds
amidst the greens
Still Waters
wind ripples
the lake’s still waters
and depth of life
Maple Wind
never still
maple blossoms
dance through their days
Feathered Nest
tossed by the wind
the feathered nest
made of moss and hope
will be built again
Snowscape
the whispers of bullrush
the patterns of the wind
the desert of winter
Wide Sky
clouds rush past
chased by the arctic wind
as I set my sights on blue
Winter’s Song
earth’s orchestra plays
winter’s melody of cold
while the wind harmonizes
in ice and snow
Liquid Leaves
The pond and wind
conspired
to turn the leaves to liquid.
The Magic Flute
in harmony
with wind and birdsong
a concert for the trees
esprit de corps
Her tutu a flutter
magnolia dances to the wind song
the tree an assemble en tourant, grand
Passing Through
In her twilight years
the old barn shelters
wind and memories.
Entwined
Two trunks separated only by
a whisper of wind
a ray of light.