Winter Worship

Praise to the Lord for the brown and the spare for branches devoid of their leaves, for ashling grey tree trunks all fallen and bare, for bushes blown sad in the breeze. – Praise for the sky-clouds that shadow the sun: for wintery silvery gauze, for knowing when all of the flowers are gone nature […]

Frozen Dominion

I walk across a constellation smoothed on glassy sky. Flakes of powered sugar-dust sift as I go by. – The ringing trees stand silent, watching, turtle-necked in white, trunks as straight as nature stand solemn at the sight. – On an islet splays a frost-tree rising from the ferns hoar-frost flashing sparkle gems that seem […]

It Gilds the Trees

It gilds the trees in tinges. It travels on the air. It wreaths the clouds in flashiness and rarifies the fair. – The branches dance in golden; bright wonders from afar- the treasure storehouse glidenwave from some ancient star. – The world’s a riot fire the sky’s a-dance with flame. The clouds are smoke puffs […]

Winter Trees

The trees have taken off their shirts and barrel-chested stand prepped to take the plunge in winding winter winds. They stand together bold and thin former glory on the ground staring deep at coming days with steely confidence born of wisdom. Calm, and brave.

Interdependent

The trees move; they laugh and play, they bend and sway, they wave our fears away— they who have no muscles. . The winds go; they jump and fly, they cross the sky, they race and awe our eyes— they who can’t be seen. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Treasures

But in sometimes, spry, He sprinkles golden bits of trees– a dash of brash and yellow– in a wash of emerald sea. We trust the trees are making the jewel cast from above that much more delicious to watch, and see, and love. – – – Photo by Michael Pointner: https://www.pexels.com

The Would-Be Forest

In thirty years our lawn could be a mighty forest, grown from our own oak and maple trees that tower above the grass and weeds and freely lend their shadows every hour. This year the babies sprang from dirt– a hundred leafy heads that bend and wobble, hopeful in the wind. I cannot tell how […]

The Challenger

Frumpish, glummy, deep the dark—looming in decline. Bold the figure challenging: cheerful, lethe, sublime. Gilded light shines on his back, a warming, bellished charm that spills like courage past his head, and wards him from all harm. But deeply still the longsome gloom lies grensome here, and stark, and only light can burn it out—a […]

Close Encounter

The trees seem thin, shedding the leaves they’ve been burdened with and follow the season plan. All stands still and….FLASH. A deer hurtles past, flits past tree slits the light has lit. Skinny and slight as the bright, turns straight toward my sight STOPS. Holds her pause- as if to cause- the pops and swush […]

A Beautiful Rivalry

Kelly, sea, emerald, pine the vibrant life-green seems unshy– sage, and hunter, every shade to bandy beauties with the sky. – Blue as vivid heaven’s soul unrivaled here in realms of clouds, it sweeps election every day most popular, and bright and Loud. – But hear a word for foliage: you never notice life around […]