precision
of the cornfield abuts
the rambunctious fence line
Tag: nature
Dendrites
wisdom grown
of fear or love
the web becomes the path
Offers Received
in the absence of colors
an abundance of details
seasons give and take
What Begins At The End
a decomposing stump
the palette
for green construction
History
the pinecone
elucidates the pine tree
on how things came to be
Daffodil
my rising sun
the light by which I know
spring has begun
Pileated
Red cap matching cranberries
the stealth woodpecker
taps out his morse code.
Old Man Frost
leaves his whiskers behind
when he runs through the woods
chasing moonbeams and sunshine.
Remains
Only a tiny ember
of fall’s glorious fireworks
remains in the landscape.
Rock Blossom
Granite grows a rose
with lichen petals and lichen leaves.
Morning Mist
the sun will unveil
today’s mystery and magic.
I said
slow down a little, enjoy the scenery.
The marsh is marvelous this time of year.
But he paddled furiously on
determined to miss every enjoyment in his path.
Sun Bleached Susan
Fall pulls the color
from Susan’s petals
Nap Time
Late afternoon
the youngest ones
slumber on soft grass
Blackberry Lily
seed masquerades as fruit
seducing birds
a wily plant’s propagation plan.
Recycling
The bog reclaims the brambles
to feed the fern and bulbs.
Pinwheel
When the right breeze blows
seeds will travel to their new homes.
A grand design determines time and place.
Direction
Walk the soft path
in the cool water.
It is purpose enough.
Astilbe
The red spire rises.
Nature’s Olympic flame of summer
will burn bright for the duration.
Outlines
Nature traced the line of every branch and limb.
She favors highlights in white.
