A Shift in the Air

Waiting in still warmth
I can hardly imagine
Tomorrow these fields
May have a skim of fresh snow
Falling as the air freezes.

The Dickinson Homestead

I entered your haven
In solitude of rain
It was cheerier in demeanor
Than I had dreamed

In light of autumn trees
Yellow glowing with coals
Of red - or burning hearts -
I found not despair here

But vitality - as shimmering air
Inspiring thought
Through a dream of years
With naught but seconds between

Did I pass you in the hallway?
Or sense you in the spirit of soirée
In the Evergreens, or on the path ~
Perhaps lingering in the sunroom

Delighting in the safe refuge
From the chill autumn day.

Butterflies and Bach

Fortress

Engage the flowers
Yet don't miss the fortresses
Found in a fencerow

Hidden

With green tucks and coils
A fairy bridal bouquet
Nestles in the phlox

Raiment

How often flowers make faces

If you look closely

Babies in blankets 

Grizzled gnomes

Painted women...

All the excesses 

And none of the mundane 

Shall we pray?

Tempestuous spring

Flinging sun then frost and hail

A violent whore

You copulate openly

Only to kill your offspring