Finger etched lines,
gentle curves on
a sandstone canvas,
a family portrait.
We are worlds apart?
Please, please accept
our apologies.
Neandertal
Tag: nature photography
Unfaithful
Balmy January
days turn
on a dime
and we are
abandoned.
Briefly spring,
now morning frost,
a skim of ice
across the creek
while below,
frigid waters
surge.
Winter’s day
In a contest
between sun
and clouds
light won out
today but arctic
air bested both
wrapping us
in icy blue.
Still life: Blue flowers in a vase
You did not return empty handed
from your walk but came in
with a fist full of little blue flowers
on long green stems, so beautiful
we put them in the milk glass vase
that found its way from your great
grandmother to our kitchen table.
You asked their names and I said
we’ll look them up in the field guide
so that we know their genus and species
as well as their many common ones,
and I spied the book upon the shelf but
let it stay. Blue and white, still life
on our table…all the name they need.
Swamp lights
Pure, white, silken
beacons, crimson-stained
offerings of hope
in the morning mist.
Hibiscus mosheutos,
wild and sublime,
the swamp mallow
marks this boggy way.
Oh, that you could light
all our shadowed paths.