gnarly cottonwoods
branches stretch to leaves in white
monochrome delight
gnarly cottonwoods
branches stretch to leaves in white
monochrome delight
a house rich in tales
built in 1831
creaky porch and chairs
weathered wooden planks
monument to days of old
a slow memory
light’s silent embrace
a time-suspended moment
etched in memory
from the golden age
of automobiles long gone
deep blue and orange
sunlight on feathers
blue heron gleams like a gem
dazzling shades and hues
an old photograph
of mama as beauty queen
good genes, pretty eyes
roadside tables wait
sea’s melody fills the air
forgotten coast calls
roofless hut finds grace
apalachicola town
palm trees and sunshine
weathered barn stands tall
coca-cola sign, a charm
modern days of past
feathers bright and bold
roosters for sale, stories told
cock-a-doodle-doo
his name was rusty
orphaned by a hurricane
sad boy deeply loved
crimson orbs of life
nestled in a bowl’s embrace
nature’s sweet delight
morning mist hovers
clouds dusted with pastel hues
oh sweet amelia
sharecropper cabin
time’s touch etched on every plank
whispers of the past
gentle swaying fronds
rustling secrets of the breeze
palm’s eye on the world
waves crashing the shore
dunes rise and fall with the wind
sand hiding my feet
two birds make a tribe
their love song echos through trees
future in the nest
nested in a tree
mama bird feeds hungry beaks
love in every tweet
i’m pretty in pink
adorning my face with grace
big nose kitchen sink
a beach ball memoir
hot dogs, potato salad
flip flops in the sand
sun rays streaming through
creating paradise found
peaceful profound bliss
as thoughts drift away
a long pause hangs in the air
gazing at the sea
love blooms like roses
petals soft as whispered words
eternal beauty
lily pads in bloom
sky and trees amongst the grass
shimmering and blue
bushy tail, wide eyes
friendly squirrel stops, says hi
nature’s acrobat
in the good old days
phone cords not long enough and
mailbox greeting cards
the smell of salt air
as the wind blows through my hair
gulf breeze love affair
like a painter’s brush
delicate orchid petals
show off their colors
against a brilliant
sunset in the everglades
a blue heron rests
the color of your
love, like sundown’s beautiful
light, sunshine and bliss
calm along the coast
greetings from north florida
happy new year all
may mother earth heal
may animals not suffer
peace on earth for all
now is the season
for hearts to remember hearts
the colors of love
soft wings and wild things
pause in silent wonder at
the sky’s stunning fire
as the free bird flies
i dream of that gift to be
my superpower
one great egret stands
among a crowd of wee birds
peering marsh water
bright is the night sky
its light is my companion
sunshine from the stars
bright orange sunset
keeps me wandering along
the dark forest path
shadows walk the wall
falling leaves prowl the sunlight
the halloween tree
a magical path
hidden from a restless world
encountering grace
wet whiskers and fins
communicating, let’s play
in galapagos
flowers in their hair
street theater spreading peace
all you need is love
true obedience
the ancient flag reminds us
past loss for peace now
sun on rusty trucks
silently recalling those
happy bygone days
awakened by sound
from worm grunting festival
life as fishing bait
downtown theatre
performs restoration play
true life center stage
by the sea, they land
tiny feet grabbing shore sand
mating season clan
a slow walk across
an unmerciful desert
broken heart journey
beast of burden at
one hundred and six degrees
gimme shelter, please
circling around, i
eagle, tornado, or song
circling around me
along the food line
bar-b-q and curly fries
in hot summer sun
your mind was elsewhere
as seen in your reflection
captured by my heart
early morning blue
sky’s wispy breaths of fresh air
lingers on the pond
taffeta dresses
satin shoes, hairdos up high
life as a princess
sitting next to you
dark hair, tight jeans, cowboy boots
green truck memories
sunflower yellow,
mandalas, saffron crayons
happy face fellows
calm before the storm
along the marsh and tall grass
stillness has no name
rooms available
where you do not want to be
the heartbreak hotel
two tender tulips
hidden in bouquet of twelve
touchy feely buds
old oak died today
its pulse stopped as lightning struck
birds singing the blues
longer days of spring
sun rays, tall shadows, spellbound
meditative cat
glowing peacefully
sunlit hopefulness blossoms
life after the storm
brightly lit Times Square
shiny sidewalks everywhere
rain, rain in the air
possibilities
apple sauce, butter, or pie
five apples waiting
give me winter shores
and a passionate lover
walking hand in hand
from glacial shore stance
watching a drifting iceberg
float past frozen toes
i can see beauty
in the sleeping butterfly
the lonely artist
staring out at sea
a man ponders, turns to flee
mindful escapee
echoes from geckos
revivals, southern bibles
overgrown tombstones
staring back at me
a cat with a white goatee
tuna breath meow
mirror images
bouncing back with eagerness
mystery of self
the old windmill spins
as howling westwinds rush by
an empty porch chair
listening to lush
wildflower symphonies sing
the sound of crickets
the marvelous view
soaring high, floating freely
freedom is a bird