A long valley road
Curves under sycamore trees
Branches block the path
light touches the leaves
the calm caress of sunshine
brief eternal friends
Two tall cedar trees,
a footpath in two inches.
Family picnic.
Fall moon cold and bright
Cherry trees drop lonesome leaves -
What mountain hides you?
Astonishing oak
pointing toward paradise
heralds firmament
cold and lonely sound
the wind soughing through the pines
snow begins to fall
Rustling leaves whisper
Exposes hidden silence
Moon appears to smile
Palm trees, fruit cocktails,
Sunglasses like black candy,
Tropical party.
raindrops tap the leaves
sounding a cosmic rhythm-
worms rise to listen
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
smiling summer falls
autumnal leaves pale and pass
weary winter springs
farewell to winter-
old trees adorn new garments
spring's ribbons of light
My seventy third
Christmas under a real tree
Toys in the attic
Dead trees darkened skies
Winter silhouettes invert
Sparklers in July
Trees are whispering
a song of pure solitude
on a winter day.
The odd crooked tree
In society's forest
Is the living soul
damp-blackened branches
flooded woods brimming with drink
death rot sharp, blooming
Snow on a full moon;
The bare branches click lightly
And then all is still.
Traveling I look-
up! Leaves swaying, wind blowing,
Upon my red cheeks!
stack-stone flower box
summer's lease drifting away -
first crisp yellow leaf
fallen maple leaf
cradled in her tiny hand
autumn lullaby
A brown leaf shivers
atop the barren maple
the wind ushers home
Crickets chirp madly
Leaves brown upon thin branches
Hope lives in fair nights
Sitting in a tree
blowing dandelion seeds
spreading puffs of heart
slightest of breezes
raindrops tumble leaf to leaf
trees shuffling papers
The woods beckon me,
come in, look around, enjoy.
No exit assured.
In the midst of night
Moonlight shines over the trees
Branches whispering
Breezes in the trees
Testify to happiness
Once again renewed
Love is not fragile
or tender. Love hoists boulders,
bursts dams, uproots trees
wind swept summer storm
dogwood tree in full blossom
pink petal cascade
Sudden gusts of wind
Portend a Summer downpour
Lightning splits an oak
Muggy summer air
Any thought of breeze is stalled
Trees dream of swaying
morning fog retreats
leaves behind sparkling jewels
on the cobweb strands
leaf bud and blossom
the pulse of living returns
thought word and action
the clouds move one way
and the leaves in another
family picnic