Summer Comes

a window is opened in heaven
in summer waltzes
scattering shades of blue

Thoughts On The Window

winter exhales
constructing dandelions
made of cold hope

The Night’s Needlework

shuttle of cold
looping and knotting
night into lace

I Awoke At The Ocean

sand dollars gathered
on the shoreline
of cold

On Cold Nights

the angels
dress the windows
with fleur de liys

Cascade Of Hearts


the one hundred year old
stone frog
worships at this alter

Cold Astronomy


galaxies
grew on the window
a celestial body made known

Storm Window


mountains of snow
gather on each pane
showing us this storm’s terrain

More Than Plenty


abundance
so great
we see nothing else