Even in the midst

of devouring red,

of disintegrating black,

of stultifying grey,

we can hear the call of green.


Virginia Trees And Us

Right now a few bend over in despair,

others hold onto the past,

many put out cautious feelers,

and some spring forward,

blooming with hope.


What It Takes

In turbulent waters,

we don’t need a raft 

of kindnesses.

It would be great, but

one per person will do.


Cloudy Weather

 A grey bank of clouds –

a small opening –

a glimmer of light.

There are days

when my mind’s like that too.




Entrenched Habits

Sometimes we think

 we’re well on our way

to a new destination

only to discover the path

 is longer than we thought.