the lily pad pond
a sanctuary of peace
shades of green and gold
Mind Of Winter
a mind of winter
frozen thoughts in silence lie
the sound of stillness
Picnic Shade
the pines lullaby
soft and low, a picnic shade
bathed in sunset’s glow
Lone Pine
by the water’s edge
a stroke of loneliness hits
a small pine drowning
County Road 59
along my journey
slash pines and palm trees reach out
in the morning fog
Sundown
rays of flaming light
emerging from horizon
sundown seduction