upon the flower
bumblebee high on pollen
burrows into spring
Canopy of snow --
Even the birds are silent.
White cat vanishes.
Cardinals darting
Foraging on crusted snow
For sparsely laid seeds
sun sinks behind sea
shades of blue ripen in sky
moon illuminates
Rocking chair rhythm,
slow, shaded front porch morning;
bird songs in the breeze.
A distant shoreline
the "God Help us" hospice room
with rain on its panes
fingers freezing dry
withered grass in late winter
grey sky closes in
Amber leaves shudder
a thieving hand of bright wind
picking death's pocket
the last cornstalk rests
waves of snow settle by her
peace for a moment
March wind blows petals.
One sticks to tear stained chapped cheek
content to be held.
snow swirls in the wind
torn blossoms of apple trees
ashes of moons past
Formidable cloud
descends from trees at dusk, crows
keen to assess me
ocean breeze arrives
rustling our potted bamboo
window faces west
winter reverie
sky appareled in patches
my thoughts piled in drifts
Red wine in the glass
in front of me like a bird,
perched and so pretty.
Above the red plains
and below the morning sun,
the swallowtail floats
Storm clouds hover high
Rain hangs like mist in mid-air
We yearn for puddles
Adrift, weeping sea
violet sky, zeal & lust
but a dolent kiss
plain-dead flowers fade
but she nurses each dry stalk
still more tenderly
take hold of the broom
part crisp leaves from grainy dust
make a space to think
I watch the gold leaves
Dancing lightly through the air
Autumn lifts her head
Trees stretch twig fingers
Tickling the underbellies
Of the laughing clouds.
Clouds billow and spread,
Soaking up the emptiness,
Mopping up the sky.
The plod of my boots
scatters the sparrows that glean
among the downed leaves.
Heron in the marsh
Steely gaze, lethal hunter
Still as the Buddha
trees, scent from nature.
fragrant blossoms, needles, blooms.
gifts, sent from heaven.
Between flooded stones
lies fresh earth & a small flag;
warmth for my mother.
cricket on my porch
4 AM longing and thirst
full moon sliding past
delicate flower
sways in the warm mountain breeze
without a worry
Muddy shoes splashing
Raincoats dripping with laughter
Burgundy leaves dance
Crimson maple tree
drops her frilly red garments
on the brittle grass.
fading horizon
black trees, wispy clouds, bright stars
nautical twilight
Meditative sounds
Of rain nourishing plant life
Reminiscent walks
Drowning sun beams shoot
Water is hungry stained glass
Slicing chromatic
Slanted morning sun
falls on a red butterfly,
wings folded to pray.
Branches as bridges
Critters scurry to and fro
Highways of Nature