Ghosts

These

are the ancestors

the ghosts

What spirit

remains

witnessed

centuries

of the cycle

of shoot

flower

seed

and snow

before

we came

with our vision

and our machines

and our noise

Re:

What humans

name restored

nature

has reclaimed

reasserting

in our

retreat

reaffirming

how fleeting

our influence

and how

unpredictable

nature's 

return

March Thaw 2020

What's left
is a spare beauty
the bones
and silhouettes
of flowers
framed by
grasses that
hold
the ghostly weight
of February snows
The birds
are busy
but green
still sleeps
under a matted quilt
of winter's refugees