flakes freezing
as they fall
winter’s long goodbye
How Winter Looks back
Archway
the threshold
to places of magic
can be easy to miss
Transmogrification
the fallen tree
sprouted tiny wings
feathers made of fungi
Water Wanders Through The Seasons
recent snow
on old ice pack
the brook fast with melt
Embraced
cradled by oak leaves
the birch branch begins
her return to earth
Approaching The Precipice Of Spring
the barns and fields
still sleep
the river is the early riser
Bravery
to be
in the world
just as you are
As Winter Leaves She Stomps Her Feet
this heavy snow
is just the other side
of rain
The Weather’s Hook And Thread
the new snow
crochets the woods
into lace
Emeralds and Diamond Ice
the forest grows
her own kind
of jewels
The Orchard’s Brush Pile
pruning
in pursuit
of fruit
Indefatigable Snow
pouring from the sky
like powdered sugar
through a sieve
Lazy Snow
dawdling flakes
in no hurry
to reach the ground
Drifting
mountains upon mountains
the wood’s topography
ever changing
The Sun Of The Ripening Seed
this particular
kind of sunshine
rouses sleeping seeds
One Of Those Two In Love
Mrs. Mourning Dove
assumes her post
awaiting his return
You Are Here
the big birch
our reference point
from which to wander
Espied
a glimmer
of spring
sunshine on moss
Seek Refuge
the world rages
in the woods
peace reigns
Scout In The Woods
blazing the trail
but always keeping
within sight
Snow On The Horizon
the sky and trees
both thinned
by cold
This Side Of The Woods
is the lone tree lonely
or proud to be
the sentry…
Quiet
snow falling
and trees breathing
the only sounds
Wonder
the world is frozen
and yet
everything’s in motion
Afternoon
winter
receiving and reflecting
the glorious sun
You
everyone’s looking around
I’m looking
right at you
Reverence
bowed to winter
seeing past reflection
into the future
Visions
miniature world
on the window pane
cold grows a forest
Hope Held
the woods do
dream in snow
heaping hope on branches
When The Wind Blows
all the voices
of the leaves
rise in winter’s hymn