Wetlands
snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish
–
cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze
snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish
–
cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze
a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop
–
darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance
patiently waiting
the river of time seems to
slow to a trickle
–
mayflies
in the pond
a snapping turtle
a kestrel soaring
circling on warm updrafts
focused on its prey
–
wings swept
plummeting
earthward
the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink
–
false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest
concentric ripples
spreading across the surface
of a misty lake
–
lakeshore
a striped bass
breaks the surface
blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be
–
midnight-
groping for
the light
what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner
–
monsters
in the closet
only a mirror
iridescent wings
hover over a flower
as I stand entranced
–
awestruck…
nature
at her finest
bobcats and black bear
mark their territory in
the suburban wild
–
predawn-
awakened again
by coyotes