your mind was elsewhere
you roar, winds, you tear
you brought me flowers
withered by the sun
windswept sea grasses
white sands shimmering
whispers in the wind
whispering oak trees
which came first they ask
where the tide is low
where ocean bay meets
what journeys before
wet whiskers and fins
weathered wooden planks
weathered barn stands tall
waves crashing the shore
watching drifting clouds
warm, welcoming dusk
wainwrights shaped the past
unmatched chairs await
two tender tulips
two roses in bloom
two birds make a tribe
twenty, twenty-five
turning of the light
tulip symphony
true obedience
tis the season for
tire chick's proud workplace
tiny feet resting
those who have a why
things my cat taught me
there comes a time for
the vibrant colors
the sun descending
the soft summer wind
the snow moon arrives
the smell of salt air
the pines lullaby
the old windmill spins
the marvelous view
the lily pad pond
the katydids' sing
the great white egret
the colors of faith
the color of your
the cloudy night sky
the breeze tastes of salt
the beauty of growth
tea drifts in silence
taffeta dresses
sweeping, swaying, still
swaying moss-draped trees
sunset on the run
sunlight on feathers
sunflower yellow
sun rays streaming through
sun on rusty trucks
storm clouds gathering
stark contrasts combine
staring out at sea
staring back at me
springtime bouquet with
solitary boat
soft wings and wild things
soaring high above
so much beauty found
smoother over time
sleepy autumn winds
sitting next to you
sharecropper cabin
shapes twist in my gaze
shadows walk the wall
seen by captive eyes
running up and down
rousing baby buds
rooms available
roofless hut finds grace
roadside tables wait
resilience unveiled
rays of flaming light
radiance unfolds
psychedelic tones
pregnant rosie dines
possibilities
please do not stir fry
pinhole photo day
pinhole light, drifting
petals unfurling
peeling orange paint
paths left behind fade
over on main street
orange, white, and black
one great egret stands
on lazy spring days
on a polished shell
on a moonlit night
on a country road
old water tower
old oak died today
okefenokee
october sundown
now is the season
new tongue-twister
nested in a tree
neon signs buzzing
near a bustling pike
morning walk enjoyed
morning mist hovers
missing from this scene
mirror images
meeting place for grace
meeting of the minds
may mother earth heal
love blooms like roses
lotus petals bloom
looking up to view
looking through the lens
look-in and gaze-in
look into my eyes
longer days of spring
lonely bird afloat
little finch watches
listening to lush
lily pads in bloom
like gentle corkscrews
like a sailing ship
like a painter's brush
light's silent embrace
life is like a slope
life as a tulip
life as a journey
lens and pen artists
lava desert glows
its graceful presence
it is the smallest
inflatable duck
in vacation land
in the small details
in the good old days
in purple-pink hues
in my arms, you laid
in murky marshlands
in morning slumber
in Colorado
in a dream, i heard
imagine the world
imagination
if not woodpecker
i put your flower
i loved you, no doubt
I do not forget
i can see beauty
i'm pretty in pink
hurricane debris
how quiet the pond
how elegantly
hope in hearts, we mend
his name was rusty
high-speed internet
high above the ground
Helene took them all
grand blooms purple blue
gone to history
golden sun sinking
golden rays ignite
golden light lingers
golden light fades fast
gnarly cottonwoods
glowing peacefully
glorious driftwood
give me winter shores
gentle swaying fronds
from the ocean's depth
from the golden age
from glacial shore stance
fragments of the past
fluttering around
flowers in their hair
flex, turn, tilt; color
feathers bright and bold
fear and bliss entwined
end of a chapter
echoes from geckos
early morning blue
each dawn a new birth
drifting clouds descend
downtown theatre
doorway to the sea
designing basics
delicate bubbles
delicate beauty
day surrenders night
darwin’s gaze unfolds
dancing dragonfly
curiosity
crimson orbs of life
conversing through song
colored light concert
circling around, i
chrome and orange gleam
chimes gently swaying
centuries of brick
centered in stillness
cat at the door waits
cashier's cottage
calm before the storm
calm along the coast
by the water's edge
by the sea, they land
bushy tail, wide eyes
built only to serve
bronze sunset begins
broken string, lonesome
brightly lit Times Square
bright orange sunset
bright is the night sky
breathtaking sunset
blooms fading softly
being the silence
beast of burden at
beacon of courage
bars rust in silence
awakened by sound
autumn's brush in hand
as thoughts drift away
as the free bird flies
as sunset arrives
antique silverware
an old photograph
along the roadside
along the food line
along my journey
against a brilliant
a world of new life
a vase of flowers
a spiral staircase
a slow walk across
a scaffold building
a rock above trees
a pair of herons
a mind of winter
a magical path
a house rich in tales
a beach ball memoir
'tween tattered timbers