Seasons – Page 142

snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish
–
cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze

eroding mountains
pushing back against the wind
resistant to change
–
warm breezes-
paisley dancing
in the wheat fields

as it carves an arc
the scythe knows not of the grass
or cares of its fate
–
autumn wind
swirling oak leaves
carried aloft

concentric ripples
spreading across the surface
of a misty lake
–
lakeshore
a striped bass
breaks the surface

the weathered old man
makes peace with the universe
tending his bonsai
–
fiddlehead ferns-
seeking god in
the golden ratio

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

shouting at the void
trying to keep the silence
from smothering me
–
rain falls
on a carpet
of autumn leaves

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