Beyond Badges and Barbed Wire
 
Baklava
 
River Run
 
Perfect Pen
 
Red Ride
 
Raven Heart
 
That Wild Thing
 
Tsunami
 
August 4th
 
Urban Spring
 
Yellow Canyons
 
Edge of the World
 
Grace
 

 
Silver Weaver 

She travels
the inner perimeter.
Counter clockwise.

Each silver thread
fastened precisely
at the corner.
The fabric of her
home stronger
with each turn.

Morning’s golden
arch lights
chocolate
brown round body.

She is weaver
builder, home maker,
hunter.

Steadily she turns
the wheel of time.
Silver tapestry sways
in morning breeze.

Home and hearth,
hunting ground,
one.

 

 Diane Sherman