beset and abandoned
the leaf boat holds
to the hope of a thaw
Dreams
winter’s cold breath
obscures the mountains
revealing dreams
Determination
pines and reeds
hold tight to their colors
as winter whitens the landscape
Diamond Woods
sunlight on frost
the woods bejeweled
and glittering
Only
on the frozen marsh
where everything is holding its breath
sunlight is the only motion
Other Northern Lights
maple seeds
shimmer and shine
in cold December sun
Hortensia
the golden girl’s bloom
will weather winter
Preserving Beauty
color and light
embers of memories
to warm me in winter
Hanging Around
Winter loiters
in the month of March.
Fungi Perfecti
As winter wanes
the forest flowers in fungi.
Three Posts
At the edge of the woods
stand three posts on which to hitch
your worries, your troubles, your cares.
You’ll find you won’t need them when you return.
Revelation
Morning exposes
nearly blinding brilliance.
Winter’s majesty is not done with us.
Prelude
In winter’s panorama of grays and whites
browns begin to steal the scene
soon to wear the first green whispers of Spring.
Magnolia Bud Bees
Snug in their cozy box
bees dream away the winter.
Incubating
Rocks are the eggs
that time lays.
Guardians
February thorns
protect the idea
of a rose.
Ode to Winter
The wind writes its snowy message
along the frozen river.
Winter Bouquet
Winter offers a fragile bouquet
a freeze dried memory
of summer days.
Gift
Another day begins
with the light of the divine.
Metamorphosis
The freezing pond
becomes a verdant marble.
Adornment
Bright berries
dress up
dowdy winter days.
Jamboree
friends of the flock
fly in from afar
determined to attend
the winter wingding
Winter’s Crop
Fields of snow
are harvested
by the sun and ground.
Reflection
Winter’s still life
dances in the water.
Liquid Leaves
Beneath the flow of melted snow
the leaves colors become fluid.
Tree’s Totem
Conjoined the twin trees stand
held in place by spirit
despite death and decay.
January Thaw
Only shadows dare
skate across the pond.
Birch Bird Box
with a snow cap hat
waits out winter wishing
for a feathered nest.
Capacity
Residing on a single stem
a trinity of spirals
each holding what it can
Bygone Days
Keeping nothing in and no one out
the wall wanders the mountain
dreaming of open fields and hand plows.
