Thick sweet smell of spring;
Purple blooms line my driveway;
A white butterfly. Dandelion puffs
Mark the onset of summer;
A bird chirps softly.

The stream is lazy;
Water sitting in the sun;
Leaves gently blowing.

There's a stillness now,
A softness in the breezes;
Small birds chirp gently.

A patch of green light
Illuminates the forest;
Trees stand quietly.

Bright splash of yellow,
Neighbor to the giant fern
Enlivens roadside.

Buzzing round my head
Wanting something I can't give--
A God-damned deer fly.

A path of shadows
Weaves through the darkened forest
Destined for nowhere.

Pattern on the road
Left by an avian bomber
(Did not see its work).









Like a bolt of doom
Baby turtle was struck down
By unseeing car.








Perfect pointed leaves
Spread out--a star by the road--
Green geometry.