Solitude

I gave
my heart to nature
now I am never alone

Redhead In The Rhythm Section

a fixed concentration
on the syncopation
of sustenance seeking

Commanding The Trees

an insistent knocking
a tiny flash of red
glint in the woodpecker’s eye

Hello

perched upon
the snow curl
from the eves
downy’s daily visit

Passing By

speed is the reply
to the call
of the wild

Play On

woodpecker’s
sheet music
composition of seasons

Resonance

in the echo
your song
is sung anew