
the sun slides away–
featureless silhouettes seem
to squirm and shapeshift
–photo by me

the sun slides away–
featureless silhouettes seem
to squirm and shapeshift
–photo by me

two-faced dragonflies–
they only hang around us
for our mosquitoes
–photo by me

many young pine trees
appear to have serious
attitude problems
–photo by me

trees shake off their dust
and mix it up at the beach–
on their own spring break
–photo by me

nature’s mirrors are
as perfectly imperfect
as our memories
–photo by me

a band of boulders
are caught sneaking from the woods–
toward my garden
–photo by me

staccato gunfire
erupts in the war between
ants and woodpeckers
–photo by me

a startled bench wakes
from hibernation as spring
pulls back the blankets
–photo by me

winter’s heavy hand
makes the new, young evergreens
bow to their elders
–photo by me

peaceful winter night
constellations of snowflakes
fall on the forest
–photo by me