Wetlands

snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish

cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze

Bump

a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop

darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance

Perspective

patiently waiting
the river of time seems to
slow to a trickle

mayflies
in the pond
a snapping turtle

Raptor

a kestrel soaring
circling on warm updrafts
focused on its prey

wings swept
plummeting
earthward

Return

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink

false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

Morning

concentric ripples
spreading across the surface
of a misty lake

lakeshore
a striped bass
breaks the surface

Orlando

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be

midnight-
groping for
the light

Orlando

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner

monsters
in the closet
only a mirror

Fleeting

iridescent wings
hover over a flower
as I stand entranced

awestruck…
nature
at her finest

Gaia

bobcats and black bear
mark their territory in
the suburban wild

predawn-
awakened again
by coyotes