Shadow
long evening shadows-
the sun half hidden behind
a stand of live oaks
–
sleepless-
my mind puts flesh
on the shadows
Category Archives: Forest
Rot
a fallen cedar
rotting in the undergrowth
turning back to earth
–
soft underfoot-
a carpet of
rotting leaves
Sun
japanese maples-
bright red and amber leaves
burning in the sun
–
a stand of live oaks-
through the canopy
the setting sun
Wind
wind rustles the leaves
and coaxes a dryad’s song
of spring from the trees
–
whispers-
forest giants
shake off the cold
Wolf
wolves of stone and snow
insubstantial in the light
of the forest moon
–
rising embers-
mournful howling
in the distance
Oaks
my outstretched fingers-
a solitary oak leaf
floating on the breeze
–
spring afternoon-
dozens of oak seeds
spin in the wind
Birth
midwinter moonlight-
hushed stillness split by the cries
of mother and child
–
nesting jays-
the silence of
broken eggshells
Mother
just before sunrise-
my tea steeps as a vixen
calls out to her kits
–
plumes of breath-
a young doe
hides her fawn
Stream
through the forest glen
long ribbons of water flow
over time worn stones
–
white water-
children’s laughter
in the froth
Silence
a deer in the woods-
the chorus of spring peepers
suddenly silent
–
midnight-
startled awake by
preternatural stillness