Spring —

Vernal Equinox

notes of the redwing blackbird

weave like threads through their nest

drift like feathers on a spring-freshet stream

drop like rain into a vernal pond

sprinkle through open windows like stardust.

Summer Solstice —

Earth’s axis

tilts towards the sun

she floats through days

faint imprint in space time

plucks a few flowers

harvests a few vegetables

hangs a few pieces of wash

pens a few words

Autumn Equinox —

shadows lengthen

leaves scream neon

cool breeze ripples water on the lake

she sweeps summer laughter

off the porch

rests in a wicker chair

catches wisps of the departing season

vacantly watches maple leaves

float down

as she wonders ...

Winter Solstice —

Earth’s axis tilts

away from the sun

a blank white slate

horizon line

on which to write

spring summer autumn poems