Mourning Doves In The Afternoon


it’s much too soon
to start a nest dear
it always snows in April

Last Year’s Leaves


while leaving
they reveal the beauty
of their complexities

Power Of Intention


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

Totem Of The Downed Tree


whale eye
broken walrus tusk
house of spirits

In Uncertainty


one kind of courage
consists of
quiet and stillness

We Are Like


raindrops
in a puddle
essentially, eventually one

Watching Curves


the bridge
the rock wall
the landscape itself

Crossing Boundaries


inspired by moss
a touch of green
kindles in last year’s grass

A Place In The Sun


kissed
and surrounded
by a warm embrace

Black Rock


big slice of
flourless chocolate cake
a forest sized serving

Another New Snow


the white on white
of birch in snow
a calming quietude