seven geese swim seven skies
across the wetlands, marsh, and tides...
The sea sleeps peacefully
spreading its aura of calmness...
The wind is gone
cooler air has moved in carrying a distinct smell...
Listening to rainfall within a silent
evening, I gracefully capture the...
On the compost heap
autumn leaves raked, tidied, stacked...
An age-old golden artist glows
as it meanders upon a journey...
We failed our mother as a child
Forgot her heart is warm and mild...
April showers us
With rays of sunshine and warmth...
hear those birds singing
in the ripening treetops...
Upon a summer crossing
I lay my weary head to rest...
Do you hear the rhythm?
Can you recognise a song...
Hush!
Listen...