Last Year’s Leaves

while leaving
they reveal the beauty
of their complexities

So Thin The Veil

this grove of birch
a clutch of ghosts
the other realm is near

Forced

blow down
found and saved
the drive to bloom upheld

Despite The Sleet

color gathers
like drops of sunshine
in daffodils readying blooms

Alongside The Maples

this
sweet season
sugars everything

Red Tail Hawk

your signature
high in a tree
declaring “me”

Power Of Intention

with the help of the sun
I focus my attention
on leafing and blooming