Light In The Leaves

shining like gold
glowing like embers
light is life

Snow Fern

browned fronds
their intricacies
flocked

In Community We Nestle Together

like kernels on the cob
our places distinguished
by proximity to each other

Bellicose Beauty

running wild
with the grapes
scheming bittersweet

Calling Card

fall left
a sweet pink
goodbye

Found And Found Again

the truth
of beauty
is always rearranging

What Leaving Leaves

behind
the missing spot
lies tomorrow