Denis M. Garrison

Born 1946 in Hampton, Iowa, USA
Living in Baltimore, Maryland, USA
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spring forest

bare branches and blossoms

that awkward time

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

plowed fields—

an irrigator sends up

drifting rainbows

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

hidden river

the willows cannot help

but tell

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

frosted maples

blush in the heat

silent sunrise

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

deep night

the barred owl talks

to the moon

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

October rain—

the boulevard paved

in red and gold

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

dangling my feet

in this river once again

a turn of the wheel

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

in fading daylight

farmhands in silhouette

the fragrant hay bales

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

velvet black night

pulsing with frog song

and fireflies

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

ceaseless creaking—

the dry woods moan

in the night wind

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

all day

trickling snow melt—

noisy teapot for company

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

shifting its weight

lake ice booms in the night

the owls applaud

 

Hidden River by Denis Garrison

 

sparrows gather

within blue gray smoke

chestnut fragrance

 

Eight Shades of Blue, Denis Garrison

 

bits of trellis

deep within its coils—

grandfather's vine

 

Eight Shades of Blue, Denis Garrison

 

a tramp in my field

gazes at migrating geese—

so homeless and free

 

Eight Shades of Blue, Denis Garrison