Waiting

Winter’s

bitter return

strands us

enveloped in cloud

waiting

blinded

groping 

for faith

buried

somewhere

under a fresh layer

of ice

and snow.

Sun Seeking

I traveled east

to find you

Lady Sun

glowing

in an icy March sky

Without my asking

you followed me

home

After the equinox

From
dawn
to noon
Lady Sun
battles 
the clouds
Fight on
Lady Sun
Winter’s grip
is slipping

River/Rocks

Spring melt
smooth
and clear
as glass
bursts
between 
the rocks
pent energy
released
in a bloom
of bubbles

Out my window

A house finch

composes

his spring-is-coming

song

head back

red breast swelling

Lonely winter

is over

Sing

bird

tree

and sky

Sing

my heart

overflowing

March Between

Winter

your time

remaining

is as thin

and fragile

as the ice

up stream

Time Change

The world

is turning away

Lady Sun

Too busy

for your time,

the world

asserts

its own,

oblivious

to the truth

that time

cannot be created

but only be

moment

to moment

Moonset

Night’s 

latest

brightest

light

balances

before

sliding away

to another

hemisphere’s

evening