DaylightSavings

late winter sunlight-
dawn paints my bedroom walls gold
an hour too early

almost spring-
awake before
my coffee pot

Paint

the canvas of dusk-
low amber clouds dry brushed on
an indigo sky

afternoon clouds-
dappled hillsides
painted by the sun

Dark

bedding down the coals-
the warm glow of the campfire
keeps the wolves at bay

the full worm moon-
glowing yellow orbs
in the shadows

Tarn

the forest silent-
a skeletal hand rises
from the black water

winter’s death-
dwelling beneath
dark brackish waters

Southwest

terra cotta bricks-
the desert sunset lights up
an old bell tower

adobe twilight-
the slowly cooling
desert sand

Dusting

the promise of spring
pushing through the morning snow-
unopened blossoms

morning coffee-
powdered sugar
on my crossword

Transience

stoic in the sun-
sand awaiting ruin from
the approaching tide

tenuous footprints-
a shimmering surf
over amber sands

Beach

winter at the shore-
sun bleached clam and oyster shells
blend into the snow

approaching storm-
sea foam white
in the wind

Ripple

widening ripples-
a heron’s reflection
reaches the far shore

black water-
a willow branch
touches the moon

Horses

leaves blow through the barn-
the sweet smell of feed dust hangs
heavy in the air

ringing steel-
horseshoes red in
the farrier’s forge