not so 'spontaneous' moment in nature

repetition throughout the rowsprigs of foliage reaching to the sun

protected and watered

night sounds

the rain ceases and the clouds fade away.

the bat glides from corner to corner of the sky.

the moth wrestles in the dew dropped blades of grass.

the toad sings a song as the night sets in.

separating green and tan

a break in the green and tan land..a shade unfamiliar to this green edge..
where the bursts of lavender sprinkle the grass..

a simpler view

to see the summer sky
is poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
true Poems flee.
- e. dickinson

summer storm

the sun blazed and droplets fell..

the clouds closed in and the sirens blared..seconds passed and the wind pushed all souls into the cellars..
a turbulent wind blew like that of a tornado..

a moment later the wind ceased ..
only sign of its presence was a path of destruction left..

fiddleheads

rising from the ground,

uncoiling in the woods,

to be fledging ferns.