Snowing

slow curls of wood smoke-
snow covers the cabin roofs
nestled in the trees

pine boughs-
bent and white
with autumn snow
#snowing

Sere

a cruel summer sun
the earth blistering beneath
her withering gaze

abandoned-
once fertile soil
becomes as dust

Wind

cold wind in my face-
through watering eyes I watch
hawks soar overhead

pure joy-
jowls flapping
in the slipstream

Ice

woodsmoke in the air-
frozen rain falling on the
dry autumn leaves

coals set to bed-
the crackle of sleet
lingers in my ears

Provisions

the cool below ground-
laying in the winter stores
before the first snow

late autumn morn-
a taste of last june’s
strawberry jam

Firewood

steel axe and wedges-
an awful lot of effort
for a pile of wood

first snow-
chipmunks bedded
in the wood pile

Autumn

thanksgiving morning-
a rafter of wild turkeys
wander through my yard

november frost-
a fresh dusting
of fallen leaves

Grace

sheets pooled on the floor-
the graceful swell of your hips
framed by the moonlight

lingering dawn-
one final kiss
graces your lips

Painting

an old masters hand-
long unused sable brushes
come back to life

hazy morning-
blobs of white
dot the hillside

Benches

a weathered park bench
waiting on the bus a child
takes the time to sit

early afternoon-
pigeons gather by
an empty bench