June 14

Cascade Trail


The trail transforms from hard to soft

Looking up the sky is needled

Below my feet a tan carpet


Moss covers rocks like a carpet

Ferns make eroded stream bank soft

Pine cones dot a trail that’s needled


Shoulders brushed by branches needled

Hiking boots scuff up new carpet

All the green and tan make sounds soft


I tread on soft, needled, carpet


(A Tritina Poem)

April 9

Photo by Carl J Fichter

Rock Garden


Walking flat gray gravel trail hand in hand

Soft sound of ground crunching under boots

Taking in the sights along the creek and land

Observing from the canopy to roots

Trekking slowly from hilltop to wetlands

Hearing birds and their chirps, caws and toots

Suddenly something grabs my attention

The names of the plants I can’t help but mention.


A rock garden rises next to the trail

Distracting, attracting, enchanting me

Maroon, bright green, blue covering gray shale

No flowers yet to attract the bee

Petite young leaves are anything but frail

Colors and textures abound early

On this cool gray day these are welcome sites

Nature’s vertical rock garden delights.


(An Ottava Rima Poem)