branches outside
the window grow
in different ways
friends we hear from
once a year
From my post, Cards and Letters
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN

branches outside
the window grow
in different ways
friends we hear from
once a year
From my post, Cards and Letters
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
beauty through the seasons
what is left of the hosta
around the ash tree stump
in afternoon light
on a day in December
beauty through the seasons
Editor’s Note: I changed the last line for this post to the more general “on a day in December.”
different voices
create new songs
harmony
Midwest seasons
decades of life
each familiar
and yet always
new
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
grey clouds
and Norway Spruce
tree in the wind
a restful view
Sunday morning
colors change
as the day and light grow
gold leaves and blue sky
Large print version of my poem yesterday at POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN.