
nearing the hilltop
my shadow threatens to leap
into the blue sky
–photo by me

nearing the hilltop
my shadow threatens to leap
into the blue sky
–photo by me

a delicious moon
floats on cotton candy clouds
in a sweet moonset
–photo by me

a piece of sunset
escapes and attempts to hide
behind chimney smoke
–photo by me

a grove of young trees
strike a pose with the latest
in winter fashion
–photo by me

an old crooked cross
leans into the cold north wind
its paint coat long gone
–photo by me

the sparse green army
stands guarding the hill against
mighty blue forces
–photo by me

in golden sunlight
the snow burns with flaxen flames
vestiges of fall
–photo by me

smiling glass lips part
endless rows of crystal teeth
shatter on the rocks
–photo by me

stars burn like hot sand
on the cold galactic shores
of the cosmic sea
–photo by me

the sun may line clouds
with silver or light them up
with golden fire
–photo by me