What’s In A Name?

call me
by my real name
groused the pheasant

Field Colleague

we share a moment
then take off
to our work

Hummingbird’s Hallelujah

for the nectar
sweet people make

House Wren On The Garden Rail

where to stay?
when all the world
is home

The Thrum Of Thirst

sipping sweetness
from the false foxglove
mocktails in the afternoon


motionless he remained
his soul already
flown to heaven


Bluebird So Soft

bright eyed
in a blue sky
hope personified

Directions Home

at the fence end
the birdhouse’s front yard
a round of iris pods


I gave
my heart to nature
now I am never alone

On The Last Day Of The Year

looking into
the setting sun
farewell to the past