It Seems

sometimes
in winter
time does wait

To Be Chosen

flowers await
their moment
in the sun

Becoming

nothing
to do
but right now

Wood Duck Box By The Old Corn Field

the frozen marsh
the fallow field
everything in its time

A Generosity Of Patience

ever
the gracious host
chickadee awaits a turn

April Snow

testing patience
and tender buds
winter lingers

Three Canoes

place holder
for our reentry
into the wild world

Forbearance

spring’s green
biding her time
beneath the ice

Foreshadowing

winter waited
at the edge
of the changing meadow

Loon’s Nest

as she sits
creation is constructed of
stillness and patience

Loyalty

guardian at the gate
the iron lab
waits

Admiration

slowly goes the snail
admiring everything
knowing flowers will wait
to be seen

The Magnification of Hope

spring proceeds in
infinitesimal increments
best seen through
the magnification of hope

April Showers

engulfed in grey
all hope of spring
seemingly stripped away
April’s stern instruction of patience

Mystique

animating stillness
personifying patience
seer, seeker, soothsayer

To Come And Go

cold must rise in order to leave
every thing comes and everything goes
in nature’s design of time

Summoning Blue Skies

the mountain ridge
the sumac’s reach
the destiny of spring

Chicken Queue

patience is a virtue
in the feed line
at the red barn

Boxcar and Branches

The train waits for its green light
as the trees’ buds await sufficient sunlight

Snow Queens

lacy queens patiently sit
for their still life portrait
by the pond