Bridge

We bridge stone bearings

step from discord towards growth

water under us

 

Lake, Skyline and Mound

placid, the lake flows

between skyline and stone mound

waves to nodding tree

 

Light

Light hugs the cold stones

turns grey to gold, brightens up

tangled reflections

 

Ducks on ice

not on sunny side

perched on winter's glacial patch

the clan's warmth enough

 

Golden Dusk

 

In the glow of love

we fly, soaked in gilded joy

wonder on our wings

A Couple of Trees

natural bonding

majestic flirts with graceful 

resonance mutual

 

Winter of Extremes

winter of extremes

harsh to soft, ice to water

cloudy to sunny

 

Steam Fog on Lake Ontario

warmth brushed with cold turns

into rolling steam, magic

on moving water

 

Commemorative Bench

many will sit here

remembering loved ones gone

dreaming they're present