Contemplation And The Bench

the empty bench
holding space
for all of my thoughts

The Garden Bench

in morning shade
watching
a summer day unfold

Awaiting Her Majesty

winter bejeweled bench
the snow queen’s
throne prepared

The Rest of Winter

despite
our brief reprieve
winter waits in the wings

The Bench In Solitude

wind
rests on the bench
waiting for direction

Where The Colors Lead

rainbow’s end
gold adorned
the leaves

Solace

head on
mother nature’s shoulder
respite from the world