Silent Sunday – (11/25/18)
Raindrops cling
To
Branches
Tight
Against
Gravity
Fiercely
Fight
Step lightly
Over
Branches
On the
Ground
A
Transient
Puddle
Tree
Is
Found
In summer at its
Height
Painted Lady
Alights
Flashing colors so
Bright
Always a welcome
Sight
Remnant
Of
Clematis
Bloom
Enough to
Make
Your heart
Swoon
tiniest jewel
iridescent green in flight
blink and you’ll miss it
Shadows know
This door
Quite
Well
In wintertime
They cast
Their
Spell
An escape
Hatch
To the other
Side
Where
Imagination
Does
Reside
Silent Sunday – (11/18/18)
peeking through the rail
mountain vista arises
postcard perfection
Nothing much
Better
Than birds
Of a
Feather
Huddled
Together
In
Inclement
Weather
