Mind Of Winter

MIND OF WINTER

a mind of winter
frozen thoughts in silence lie
the sound of stillness

 

Picnic Shade

PICNIC SHADE

the pines lullaby
soft and low, a picnic shade
bathed in sunset’s glow

 

Lone Pine

LONE PINE

by the water’s edge
a stroke of loneliness hits
a small pine drowning

 

County Road 59

COUNTY ROAD 59

along my journey
slash pines and palm trees reach out
in the morning fog

 

Sundown

SUNDOWN

rays of flaming light
emerging from horizon
sundown seduction