Growth

october sunrise-
ivy on the stone facade
silver in the dew

grey stone walls-
saplings rooted
in old pastures

Haze

leaves soft underfoot-
in the dawning mist great oaks
fade into the sky

blackbird-
morning fog
through the trees

Colors

flowering milkweed-
monarchs unfurl their new wings
to catch the sunlight

iridescence-
concentric rainbows
on the pavement

Web

early morning dew-
a spider’s silken shift work
floats above the grass

last night’s rain-
pearls rest on
tatted lace

Horizon

alone and asea-
drifting on the line between
the ocean and sky

eventide-
the sun ignites
a fiery sea

Morning

hard edged and soulless-
the treacherous dawn comes to
spirit you away

softly closing doors-
again I awake
to an empty bed

Lake

light wind in my sails-
her long supple fingers glide
through tranquil water

soft water-
stillness arrives
on silenced oars

Predawn

rails shrouded in fog-
a ghost train departs beneath
the approaching dawn

sunrise shadows-
nascent snow cradled in
dry autumn leaves

Age

honeysuckle wine-
content letting the front porch
host my slow decline

passing cars-
an afghan shrouds
her empty rocker

Sky

lost amid the clouds-
the afternoon sky whispers
my name to the wind

wistfully blue-
dandelions
in your hair