mountain lake
Tag: trees
dark hollow
all this time where
the great oak stood
a screech owl’s descending quaver
I forget who I am
gypsy moths
finding each other
without mouths
stopping for the view
an inchworm’s pure green
on my hat brim
rain still falling from the trees
wood thrush song
sitting
for a spell
sand stone
dog-like
my devotion to you
going bloom
budburst time
even the empty bench
is turning green
one snow
the forest is fully awake for
doomed blooms
sun-drenched spring woods
finding a dead leaf
to wipe my brow
football stadium
pear trees advertising
for sex
