
a young squirrel stands
bent over like an old man–
my back starts to ache
–photo by me

a young squirrel stands
bent over like an old man–
my back starts to ache
–photo by me

the astute eagle
is razor-sharp and likes to
stay on top of things
–photo/art by me

mother earth closes
her eyes as the sun goes down–
soon, she’ll dream of stars
–photo by me

winter’s dancing winds
spin and frolic out on her
makeshift ballroom floor
–photo by me

an old log cabin
nestled in the snowy woods–
certain peace of mind
–photo by me

a surreal cold
evergreens turn bitter blue
rubber crunching road
–photo by me

sunbeams in woodsmoke
provide a soft, glowing light
for my morning walk
–photo by me

it’s shipwreck season–
ghostly figures line the shores
of gitchi gami
–photo by me

i see dinosaurs
parading around as birds–
but their eyes don’t lie

–photos by me

trains are drama queens–
ecstatic when approaching,
sooooo sad when leaving
–photo by me