First sun-warmed sand
First boots-and-socks-off beach
First ankle-deep stand in rushing water
First SPF rubbed on my face
First crocus pops up in the yard
(Delicately)

Nearby, a young father begins
to teach his toddling young
how to fish.
(Patiently)

Last high-country snowshoe
Last low-country woodstove fire
Last hot bourbon toddy
Last dreamy days of Pisces
Last longing for lost love melts away
(Finally.)

Early over the mountain
the nearly-but-not-yet worm moon
spies the confluence and I below.
(Knowingly)

Here at the place where things change,
the wild world fills me
and I devote myself once more.
(Wholly)

For one who is in love with the chase
And the glory of all things yet-to-be done,
The true rapture of Nature is in knowing
She is too Big, Wild, and Free to own.
(Like me.)

Shy rays of light
paint warm hues
on dreaming eyes.

And a robin chirps
his morning song
in silver key.

Life awakens
all around.

Flakes peck my lips;
becoming more numb
with every brush and flutter

March is here it reminds me of
the colorful flowers owned by grandma
Tendered with care
Hark the chirping birds sing, music fill the air.
Season of spring and fling
Busy street, void of any danger
Met a stranger, shared a seat.
Still in touch,
small talks nothing to say much.

The journey and excitement
Of bygone days spend with a lover
They say,
Twenty was the time to explore.
Turning points and joints,
Each episodes connected through dots
Lesson and reason it taught.
March is here and all the nostalgic memories still evoke.


Will we ever be young again?

River by the bend
Winter seems to have no end

The sweeping sunset begins to transcend
ice became my best friend

It did not mean to offend
but, it did try to amend

Though the more it tried to defend
it spider-webbed and began to distend

Dive
From a temple beat high
Ride of your life
New dawn

Coral and sea
Birds
Stingy sun
Bright bulb
With an infinite socket

Summer is here
Forgotten sounds
Heaven with heat
Beads of sweat
Endless ecstasy