Green Centurions

regiment of pines
establishing the frontline
in the waning autumn light

The Leaves’ Lullaby

a song
made of silence
in the falling hush

Alighted Illumination

one leaf only
chosen
by the light

Alone With Everything

down the soft pine needle path
amidst the tall tall trees
the breeze accompanies me

In The Enormous Woods There Perches A Tiny Soul

feathered emerald
the size
of a birch leaf

Forest Of Fern

everything rests
upon
proportion’s perception

Scale

tiny mushrooms
increasing
the tree’s enormity