Nature

Late winter and new life, with the colour and joy of spring,
lays, still dormant in the cold hard...

Nature is a beautiful thing
With birds in the sky that sing
Sunsets on the beach
And...

(circa 1996)

The first wife and I drive up to Vermont,

driving past and Lake...

Dark crescents, in both sky and face
Finding what they hold, that’s a cold case
...

(circa 1975)

I was 9 years old
when I stayed overnight
at Uncle Dales and
Aunt...

Inspiration all around in any direction you gaze.
Beauty, peace, and Nature's sounds trap you in a...

Leaves dampened with small droplets of recycled puddles
Crack o’ dawn
Wet soil encrusted with...

White, wooden, sunlit masts stand great and tall, like wise old sea-men remembering and recounting whaling...

When an impatient society offers nothing I want,
I choose the natural world to discover true bliss...

In a secluded part of the wood
through a shaft of bright light
sat on her toadstool a sweet...

The nut hatch pulsating southward
on the tree trunk defying gravity.

The fawn running...

When The Day Dies …
Memento Mori

To Mother
(Without Whom Not)

(i...

Walking along the rustic country scene
Past shadowy rocks and tree lined lanes
the river...

Under the umbrella moon
I saw a girl despair
Above the sour apple tree
I knew...