Category: landscape

Wild South Hill

   we watch the
weather roll
      over this hill;

we see mists 
   slide down 
      towards us,

      sometimes
bringing snow.

we run a tab
with nature,
      fools if we 
   forget this.

   when we are 
least prepared, 
      perhaps; it 
will come due.

   mists and clouds
      obscure the
hilltop in autumn.

snow, in winter
   reminds us
we don't go
      up these
hills so well.

these are our
   autumn days.
   it isn't over;
      the view is
fine, from here.

Caribbean Rain

Caribbean Rain

last time was exotic
tile roofs waiting
in early morning rain.

maybe it was here
we saw pelicans,
marine iguanas,

rain, tropical rain.

looking through
glass, we see a
certain welcome

a welcome
of a certain kind.
rains taper off.

rain, tropical rain

peaceful warm rain 
does not alarm
in any way

instead, it soothes.
(been wet before
and always dried)

Take Me Outside

take me outside
where i can hear
   the little birds
   singing like
they're breaking
      my heart.

take me outside
where i can see
      still, dark
tree shadows
underneath a
   noonday sun.

take me outside
where i can hear
water splashing,
   rushing over
   rocks in such
      a lively creek.

take me outside
   where i can see
a golden sunset
      above a remote
and sandy beach

take me outside

White Edge of Winter

   cold rain washes
the big windows.

      i look south 
   down the lake
and see winter.

   invisible yet,
      but i see it
in my mind:

      cold days,
      icy cold
   dark nights,

      i see it 
coming like
   a bad dream.

   my last icy
breath steams

   the windows,
   in my mind.
i find little

snow, all in
      snowbanks.

   we'll carve 
      an igloo
from hard-packed
   frozen snow.

   inside it will
   be much warmer
      and a chill

      wind won't 
   steal our
body heat.

although it's
freezing out
   we'll be
warm enough.

cold rain washes
   the big windows.

      i look south
   down the lake
and see winter.