Summer’s Best Friend

take shelter
in the sweet shade
of the dear old tree

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Everything Rises

as morning sidles
to the edge of the garden
the gingko bows to the day

We Gather In The Meadow

chairs circled
we worship in
the valley’s benevolence

In April

in earthen beds
beneath another snow
seeds shake off their sleeping caps

Frontline

throughout
winter’s long march
positions held for spring

Calling Forth Green

between
the snow and clouds
evergreens conjure spring

Thin Ice

suspended on
the surface of things
seeking a breakthrough