lacy ice curtain
veils the dark woods
both awaiting the sun’s revelation
Readiness
even the rock wall
is ready to shed
winter’s now dowdy coat
Prayer Flags
the birch in worship
waving her prayer flags
for us
Powdered
a dusting,
a coating, a sprinkle
the many ways of sugar snow
The Wind Winds Down
peeking out
the storm’s force and fury
remains in the tilted horizon
Fare Thee Well
feathered ones know
winter says goodbye
in snow
Plaid of March
the kilted woods
wearing a tartan
of tree and shadow
Enchantment
early morning sun
stillness after the storm
the dazzling woods
Port in the Storm
hanging on
with gratitude
for what is available
Accumulation
blizzard snow
so fine it can be missed
as it gathers in inches and feet
Held
beneath the bark
one birch’s dark night
held sacred by the grove
Flower Found
a winter rose
pink petal bark
the birch in bloom
Sovereignty
each sovereign tree
depends upon
the next, next and next
Made Known
foot of quiet
a tangible peace
in the stilled world
Flight Delay
milkweed seeds shiver
reluctant to fly
side by side with the snow
Luminous Flux
in the forest room
a chandelier of ice
whose switch plate is the sun
Winter Dreams
in the comfort of cattails
keeping watch
frogs and fish fast asleep
After The Storm
everything clean
fresh snow
renews hope
Austerity
sharp edged
cold etches
light into dark
Kind Provision
bird box
in the sunflower field
surety of place
Blanketed
snow legislates
the quiet
of the woods
To End Is To Begin
fresh light
fell on New Year’s Day
shadows came and had their say
Abridged
time crosses slowly
December’s snowy bridge
sojourn to the far side of remembering
To Thine Own Self
each inclined
toward truth in self
such freedoms in the field
Outlier
snow balanced on limbs
daring the wind
to draw new silhouettes
Happen By
colors sang
old songs of joy
for all who happened by
Finery
winter etches
all the fine edges
into landscape and memory
Emerald Wall
barrier embraced
hard edges softened
by a majesty of moss
Wild
herd
of birch gathers
in the zebra woods
Field’s Erudition
solitary walk
a revelation of light
darkness cannot hold