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


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


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


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

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