Freezing Falls

water
still rushing
as the surface solidifies

Water Wanders

still on the move
the brook meanders
through the woods

Repeat Repeat

rain removes snow
then develops into sleet
so goes winter: repeat, repeat

David Hockney’s Water

deep in the woods
in the small brook
his paint brush paints

Dog Days

it is good
to run in the brook
and dash through sun and shade

Covered Bridge

who will be
the first winter traveler
to cross the still running brook?

Savor The Day

some summer fun
cooling off the hooves
while strolling the brook

Homeward Bound

water’s purpose
to be ever
rushing home

The Brook

still running
before cold takes hold
and water stills

Intuition

at the water’s edge
in a world of green
the sense of being seen

Permission

as ice gives its form to water
permission is granted to wander

Running Brook

still running
the brook flees
winter’s hold

Fog’s Clarity

the future disappeared
along with the horizon
leaving the delicate determination of now

The Migration of Melt

the brook breaks free
and runs for the river
longing to unite with the sea

Lingering

baubles above the brook
just out of deer’s reach
last year’s apples

Jacob’s Brook

water runs to the long river
singing the final refrains of its song
before it is silenced by winter

Place

by the brook
under the apple tree
a good place to grow

Water’s Way

Cold that is no longer snow
makes a mad dash down the brook
rushing towards spring, trying to catch summer.

Singing

Melting snow gives voice
to the brook’s song of spring.

Direction

Walk the soft path
in the cool water.
It is purpose enough.