littlest voices

for they are nearer to grace,

to the source, than we Read full post »

of clear stream beckons,

etched path, empty now save mud,

leaves, moss-covered rocks

beyond dripping spring

it transforms before no one

to oft-traveled road

and only I can see it. Read full post »

sunlight punctures veil

of heavy evergreen stand;

warms young iris shoots  Read full post »

with a twitch, phoebe

visits shell of homestead to

sense if it's still safe

  has set me free when

  delving in its history

  to create anew Read full post »

 newts dance, hawk hovers

 sun glows through leafless forest

 pristine lake comforts Read full post »

 dormant emotion

 never does evaporate

 gathers, slams surface Read full post »

 light provides a view

 like no other - to within,

 limitless and free

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over steamy cups

of coffee, tea; muttering,

cursing spring wind chill

 spreading sweets about

 in the mist of spring darkness;

 joy rises with sun Read full post »

cardinal couples

puff and hunker together

awaiting springtime

 child's cry of need

 awaken to hear yips, yaps

 roving by moonlight Read full post »

pale light, matted leaves

sodden moss near fallen trees

old snow reflects warmth

a simple notion

gently wraps her in comfort

allows her to breathe

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ever so slight, green

hunkered in rotted barrel

preparing for snow Read full post »

not the protector,

but the one who retreats and

recovers alone Read full post »

the pain might just kill

or so it's feared; but no one

ever dies from truth Read full post »

early winter light

seeps over crystal hilltops

tree's snowdrops ablaze

rows of red spruce trees

jagged dry branches in path

to crystal sunset  Read full post »

          curtain of crystals

   unfurls over hemlock stand 

         awash in iced wind

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 precious exchange

 with a place so far away

 witness sacred bliss Read full post »

Awaken to find

wide absence. void jolts, frightens.

sorrow only builds

otherworldy screech

tears up spine, forces quick end

to quiet fall walk

away down the road

while he grew up alone, sad

man now rises up

lonely eyes open

action spurred at others' pain

down that road is death

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remaining with bright

begonias, nasturtium;

milkweed black, podless

  Read full post »