the base
of each trunk
a footstep in time
Tag: forest
Cold Growth Forest
between
the brook and the branch
grew a forest of ice pines
Abstract Of Rickrack
zig zagging leaves
circle
upon themselves
Call Of Attention
their shout
of color rises
from the forest floor
Her Warm Yellow Glow
peek a boo
with
the morning moon
Sun Rise
we are lifted
into
the new day
Two Things At Once
bark like
gold leaf
a statue of a tree
Wearing Rings Like Saturn
from the forest floor
emerges
another universe
Winter Outerwear
the forest
wears a brocade cape
of leaves and fruit and vines
Another Gift Freely Given
a generous benefactor
the forest’s shade
on a hot summer day
Four Of The Eight Spots
the forest warden
wears
orange epaulets
The Woods
still at rest
lichen
the only green
Black Rock
big slice of
flourless chocolate cake
a forest sized serving
Morning Moon
faint
like a dream
upon waking
The Truth Of Scale
the proportion between
bird box and forest trees
makes me right sized
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
