Pollen coats my house.
Days go slow in this springtime
of lone quarantine.
I severed the head,
left the leaning, withered stalk:
sunflower harvest.
autumn equinox
a seven point buck wanders
through the neighborhood
the harvest moon shines
solitary traveler
stops to rest awhile
saffroned winter sun
caught amid the leafless trees
sky of frosting clouds
earth bows to the sun
prelude to a masterpiece
spring fills its palette
black skeleton trees
winter bones against the snow
frantic geese fly south
kernels of sleet fall
on the cobblestone pavement
winter not quite yet
the last leaves of fall
selflessly fall giving way
to winter brethren
sun spills burgundy
sea drunk on late summer light
waves stumble on rocks
Swollen russet heads
nod sun-stained petals to earth
in summer's last sigh
Loon's transcendent voice
Sings softly its summer song
Old sounds, still awed world
A season of change
Inevitably follows
One leaf in the wind
walking through the park
dewdrops reflect the full moon
winter night in bloom
Summer birds in flight
Ducks and geese go drifting by
Stillness of the lake
Late September heat;
Insects swarm the sunflowers,
Sipping summer's end.
my thick winter socks
when good is doubly good
woven by grandma
Summer light, transposed
on my walls. A prison cell.
I, humble captive.
fresh washed sheets, sun-dried
crisp and summer-breeze scented
promise serene dreams
silver crescent moon
a beacon of summer night
dancing on water
windblown snowdrifts lounge
against a row of parked cars
wintertime freeway
the first day of spring
arrives in a rush of rain
singing birds gather
Smitten by the sound
Southern spoken word in June
The soul's peak harvest
spring time at the lakes
the brothers squeal in delight
while catching tadpoles
spring-sharpened grass blades
insects trample ground for food
cutting sounds approach
My summer garden
Romaine lettuce straight and tall -
Friends come to my gate
Blazing scarlet sun
sinks behind brush fire of clouds,
consumes winter day.
last summer's beech leaves
hang tough in the heavy snow -
they're stubborn that way
crisp cool air blowing
colored leaves snap between toes
autumn imminent
cloudless winter sky
shimmering sun points on snow
sculpted rabbit tracks
smiling summer falls
autumnal leaves pale and pass
weary winter springs
Winter where we are
Brings a steady wash of rain
Nobody complains
farewell to winter-
old trees adorn new garments
spring's ribbons of light
Tumbleweed snowmen
Thistle rolling across plains
Winter gathering
Dead trees darkened skies
Winter silhouettes invert
Sparklers in July
three days, two spring snows:
jays and crows put pride aside
at the bird feeder