the first day of spring
arrives in a rush of rain
singing birds gather
Rain spatters the roof,
Red Wings whistle in the field
signaling, return.
vibrant flowers bloom
opalescent wings flutter
feeding on nectar
her head rests keenly
across my soft bosom, nests
validates my warmth
on the pond, heron
knee-deep in silver shallows
spears a flash of gold
Butterfly wings flap
Touch base on zinnia sweets
Spirits soar, hope sprouts
iced pond, heron poised
silver gleams through cracked surface
frozen dinner served
Puffy chest Robin
Increasing your downy loft
Blizzard lies ahead
Lepidoptera
flying on gossamer wings
nature's work of art
three days, two spring snows:
jays and crows put pride aside
at the bird feeder
night birds text and tweet
toads chime their balloon bulge bells
mountain serenade
blue dark bows to light
barn owl glides away to sleep
field mouse skitters free
Stars are like diamonds.
The sky is Heaven's raven.
Beauty in the night.
hummingbird hovers
over flower's sweet nectar...
lost in the moment
Summer visitor
Sipping juicy clementines
Verdant feathers hum
The woodpecker drums
On the aging maple tree
A long lost message?
Crow stops on the lamp
Polishes his beak against
The sharp blue heavens
Cold winter evening
Cardinal on snowy bough...
Truly feeling blue
Turquoise feathers glint
Contemplating their kingdom
Jewels of the Lake
Unwritten thoughts run
Away and vanish like birds-
They lose their feathers
The trees are naked,
Bereft of leaves, winter's curse
Yet birds are singing
black and white flashes
chickadee is never still
too fast to be prey
honking geese fly north
winter melt begins-spring comes
one drip at a time
yellow wings outstretched
butterfly tries to capture
weak autumn sunshine
Trees hung with lemons
Pecans strewn on copper leaves
Wild geese carve the sky
Barred owl, soft flutter
Wings catch zephyrs, rising high
Disappears to time
morning light filtered
through a canopy of leaves
muted sparrow song
bright morning sunlight
brilliant Japanese maple
blue jays on the wing
stubborn hummingbird
insists on flying backwards
let go of the past
broken wing sparrow
flopping low along sidewalk-
green leaf in the wind
red bird minds nearby
stark against the crisp snow drifts
my late dad's spirit
First light opens up
a chorus of excitement.
Bright little song birds.
Wooden garden swing.
Children grown-up, fly the nest;
Birds reclaim their perch.
clouds above rockies
an angel hood ornament
spreads its wings in flight
At vigil, a bird,
young, stands over his fallen
mother. Summer weeps.
two crows on fir branch
showers soaking their plumage
feathers rinsed for flight