laughter

coming downhill

my laughter trails yours

woodpecker

quiet

waking

to a quiet mountain

inside a cloud

i calm the flutter

of a morning heart

bare

my bare feet

the sun's warmth

rock by rock

indifferent

indifferent

to my company

mountain afternoon

higher

sunday morning

the jasmine climbs

a cloud higher

light

autumn light

turning the flowers

towards evening

calm

a toad on a mountain the calm

letting go

creeks gone dry

the sound of trees

letting go

around

wildflowers 

a rock curls my path

around

hand

in the hand

bringing home flowers

the setting sun

whiskey

whiskey warm

the singer's brogue stirs

a summer night

wedding

valley wedding

the scent of gun smoke

coming uphill

empty

summer clouds

empty thoughts

just float away

sound

rocky trail

my steps give sound

to the summit

perfect

nobody's tree

on the highest branch

the perfect apples

mouse

moon silence

the sound of a mouse

comes between us

blue

autumn trail

catching my eye

on a bit of blue

sameness

an old oak

this aging hand

skin

touching skin

our sameness 

trill

an owl's trill brightens a distant ridge early autumn

memories

summer cleaning

tearing my old t-shirt

into memories

frisson

rainless summer

from a distant valley

a frisson of smoke

afar

from afar

how small i am

at the window

passing

of twigs and leaves

my footsteps sound

summer passing

parched

the quiet sound of an empty sky parched berries

end

mushroom

by mushroom

summer ends

dry

dry thunder

on the tip of my tongue

the scent of rain

remains

the day passes

a few leaves capture

all that remains

mist

first light

mountains come to me

a green mist 

quiet

morning quiet

the wild grapevine

creeps closer

sing

long past sunset

the trees still sing

with katydids