Sun freckles shoulders
captive five months to cashmere
Sweaters hibernate
The night sky whispers
A single star twinkles bright
Earth can't hear her call
a fragile little
flower?fragrant, small and pale
you, an edelweiss
A small petal falls
On the surface of a pond,
Disturbing its sleep.
inebriated
consoled by the blood red moon
thoughts of you be still
Steel-blue dragon fly
Where river ends earth begins
Draws widening loops
Hot pavement and tar,
The wind waving, knocking on
Bristling green birch trees.
Tide is moving in
Crabs find shelter in the sand
Fullest moon ever
autumn palette hues
nature's amber draped canvas
masterpiece of leaves
three golden trees sway
atop the steep river bank
haunting mute children
Snow melt swells river
Spring flows scour the landscape
Fish find calm water
Birds quietly chirp
As grass sways gently in time
Mice pause to listen
the sun covers me
warming my soul as always
with mercy and love
Morning on water
winds blow revelry through leaves
a heron splashes
Four cows munching grass
Lightning bugs blinking in trees
Dusk ? a summer day
tattered wings flutter
beneath the hunter moon's glow
a mallard's last cry
In towing this wind
I sweep up a lonesome psalm
(I heal in bending.)
Reaching towards the sky
proud stalks with radiant blooms
face the golden sun.
Cancer took my friend
She was the Sun to my Moon
I play solitaire
Sweet fire listens.
Too delicate beauty stirs
Death as light snow falls.
summer sun dripping
liquid gold across the roof
fourteen caret dawn
Painted white-on-white:
Great White Egret, wings spread wide
in a cloudy sky.
the rustle of leaves
quicker than the moon can hide
more naked branches
Flowers hug the hill
Vibrant Indian paintbrush
They watch this mountain
Red clover meadow
Queen Anne nods her lacey head
A speckled fawn naps.
Spiral clouds of birds
Over golden, ghostly Rome
A cold, spring twilight
Mayday gift appears
Towering Catalpa forms
Blossom cloud and rain
sun-kissed horizon
Nocturne bows out gracefully
gossamer moment
I tear the earth's skin,
From its essence, like a mask.
I see memory.
A few drops of rain
a thirsty earth is begging
clouds blown by the wind
A thin haze of fog
softens the morning sunrise
a cantaloupe sky
wood smoke and cut grass,
moist turned earth and lavender,
spruce, pine, and water
words from yesterday
like dead leaves on frozen ground
nutrients of hope
Small, bitter cherries,
From the tree across the fence,
Sow my yard with weeds
Rising from water
the sun's lance piercing the cloud
brings enlightenment
Glistening green snake
Weaving down through the valley -
Our mountain river