Posted in Rain with tags on June 25, 2021 by blglick

On the Porch Waiting
Then One Raindrop, Then Many
Watch the Rain and Breathe

Posted in Color, Evening, Grass, Spring, Summer with tags , on June 7, 2021 by blglick

Earlie Cat Eats Bugs
On The Front Porch, New Grasses
Settle Into Pots

Evening Colors Stretch
Across the Sky, Lingering,
As if Melting Time

Spring Becomes Summer
Brushing Our Senses Gently
As a Lover’s Touch

Posted in Color, Summer, Trees, Wind on June 6, 2021 by blglick

All the Rippling Green
Of Tree Tops. A Summer’s Breeze
Flows Through the Landscape

Posted in Color, Earth, LIght, Morning, Rain, Spring, Sun with tags , on May 8, 2021 by blglick

Standing on a Hill
A Sunny Spring Morning After
A Nighttime Rainfall

To the Horizon
All is Blue and Green and Light
Clear Edges, New Growth

Drawn in Memory
In History Yet to Be
With Hope and Longing

Posted in Autumn, Color, Earth, LIght, Rock, Spring, Summer, Water, winter with tags , , on March 25, 2021 by blglick

The First Day of Spring
Rain Softens the Horizon
Earth Breathes Quietly

Posted in Autumn, Color, Earth, LIght, Rock, Spring, Summer, Water, winter with tags , , on February 5, 2021 by blglick

As if Opposites
Attract, Nature Paints in Contrasts
Pulling in Our Gaze

Freeze and Flow from Spring
To Fall, Summer and Winter,
The Rolling Seasons

The Light and Shadow
Of Every Passing Moment
Still Life in Motion

And We Cannot Look
Away, As One Thing Becomes
Another and Returns

Rock and Water, Earth
And Air, Nature Sings Harmony
And we are Transformed

Posted in Birds, Snow, Water, winter with tags , on January 26, 2021 by blglick

Through Storms End, Deep Snow,
To A Warm Spring That Runs Clear
All Through the Winter

A Quacking, Flapping
Urgency of Ducks rises, flees.
The Red-Tailed Hawk Stays

He Makes Eye Contact
A Glance Over His Shoulder
And Tail Feathers Shake

He Raises His Wings
As If Stretching and Rises,
Floating Into Air

Effortless, He Glides
By, Holding My Eye, Watching
Silent, Moving, Still

One Circle, Then Two
I am appraised. He is not
Afraid or Impressed

So He Turns His Head
And Slides Away, Mystery
Above the Deep Snow

Posted in Birds, Snow, winter with tags , on January 26, 2021 by blglick

Deep Snow, Breaking Trail,
Snowshoes and Poles Creak Like The
Calls of Sandhill Cranes

Posted in Death, History, Memories with tags , , on May 25, 2020 by blglick

All Our History
Is Shared. Each of Us Wants It
Unique, Ours Alone

We turn to Glory
And Away from Blood Until
We are Overwhelmed

Taken by the Chaos
Of Forgotten Memory
And We Cannot Breathe

As That Memory
Weaves our Shared Tapestry More
True than Any Fact

Full of Glory and
Our Bloody Hands, Survived By
Our Forgiving Hearts

Posted in Garden with tags on May 17, 2020 by blglick

Every Garden is
A Story Teller. Be Still
Listen, Watch, Be Blessed