displaced logs
from a colonial cabin
the sound of a creek
sapphire ice
begins to thaw . . .
the elder's story
climbing
the Seminary Hill forest
a Pacific Wren’s song
in the darkness
of a hollow tree
the owl’s dream
the red sun sets
between pale white sails
a turbulent sea
her tears . . .
the river ice melts
into a song
oak trees rising
from old church ruins —
voices in the wind
dripping icicle . . .
I step into
someone else’s dream