In The Door Yard

with snow and flower buds
the cairn, moose antler and sun dial
mark and keep track of time

Black Rock


big slice of
flourless chocolate cake
a forest sized serving

Another New Snow


the white on white
of birch in snow
a calming quietude

Sparkle


in the right light
from even the worn and humble
beauty emanates

Vestiges


nestled between
the snow and log
late fall’s remains

Tall Tales Told


I stood with the trees
listening to them
share their stories

One Of Two


each circle self distinct
bark barrier between
but time and proximity
merge two into one

Covered Bridge


who will be
the first winter traveler
to cross the still running brook?

The Weight Of Lightness


a heavy snow
with the lightest of flakes
thus descends a shroud of cold

Solitude


I gave
my heart to nature
now I am never alone

Letting The Light In


through vulnerabilities
we meet each other
and find ourselves

The Queen’s Scepter


knighthood
is bestowed upon
all the glories and duties of snow

Storm Window


mountains of snow
gather on each pane
showing us this storm’s terrain