A short morning hike through Bellevue State Park in Bellevue, Iowa.
Bellevue State Park
Tag: trees
The Horde on the Hill
Cold limbs
steady hands
and icy fingers
resist the snow
the wind
and the pain
and wait for a day
away
from winters breath
snow falling silently
the snow falls silently
through the icy fingers
of old men
leaning
on either side of the hill
Moon Over Ice [reprocess]
Tree on a frozen hill
Moon Over Ice
The Slow Hand of Winter
The slow hand of winter
reaches over the landscape-
crystallizing nature’s thoughts
as she moves beneath the surface
The slow hand of winter
wipes across a cloudy brow-
dusting the fields with white softness
and draining the sky of color
I breathe in the stillness
as I stop to look at the water-
I feel the calm of the day’s end
soften the harsh edges of the land
Then the slow hand of winter
brushes a cold breath against my face-
and I walk along, hopeful,
that the sun will return tomorrow
Springfield Cemetery In Fog
Clinton, Iowa.
McDaid
the dark and gnarled branches
Path to the Old Tree and the last of its leaves trying in vein to hold on to the past
Reaching out into the cold light of morning.
Laying in wait…
the stone sentinel wet with the breath of morning.
Metal cold holding back the past
the glow of light in the fog clenching the brittle remnants of sunshine
the cold house of lives forgotten
the path
the end…
Prospect Park – Moline, IL.
I really wish I could identify all of these things… I really need to read up on local flora and fauna…
Black Devil
