Daybreak

dawn by the lakeside
white herons fly over mist
lit by the sunrise

morning coffee
steam rises
off the grass

Fields

the november breeze
ushers in the harvest of
amber winter wheat

windblown clouds
shadows glide
over golden fields

Commune

seeking mindfulness
and wisdom while studying
in nature’s classroom

spring rains
buried acorns
start to seed

Descent

leaves in the water
tumble down from rock to stone
laughing as they fall

autumn
slips away
from my piano

Evening

ghost of summer’s sun
ring tailed bandits in the night
making such mischief

october sky
arcturus settles in
to the throne of the king

Frost

long morning shadows
the first sign of winter falls
from the autumn sky

winter’s finger
paint on my
window panes

Anxiety

dry mouthed and sweaty
frozen in front of a crowd
my practiced speech, gone

black water
at the precipice
of hesitationD

Copse

a pencil thin wind
eases through balding branches
swirling russet leaves

mountain pines
an autumn snowfall
ices the boughs

Transition

a warm ombré sky
the slowly turning sunlight
at the edge of night

green waters
tadpoles weave
through the rushes

Release

wrapped in a blanket
of condolence and comfort
still mired in grief

shooting stars
crossing skyward
on golden wings