a jewel
in her crown
butterfly alights on coneflower
A Beauty And Her Beauty
Markers
side by side
the pyramid and cairn
left to hold a place in time
Face Of The Fallen Log
surprise
at the softness
of the pine needle landing
Pergola
the roof of leaves
kaleidoscoping light
magic in the outside room
Winged Reverence
the cardinal bows
his head in prayer
blessing the bowl
and the water it holds
One Drew Me In
finely feather flower
your enchanting charisma
blurs the other blooms
The Rooted Path
tree roots lattice the path
gentle stairs we ascend
in our journey towards the light
At The Edge Of Sleep
a dream
passed by
in the blue and pink sky
Watching Light Dance On The Water
deep in the quiet woods
by the unhurried water
my soul rejuvenates
Contemplating The Leaf
repetitions
of line
how intricacies expand
Uncontainable
shoulder to shoulder
the flowers a joyful gathering
asking us to do the same
The Brightening
fuchsia lanterns
preparing to cast
their petal light
Vulnerabilities
pink plastic flamingos
their only predators
the elements, time and asethics
The Green Interpreter
consuming the color spectrum
and translating it
into a multitude of greens
Silent Invitation
like breadcrumbs
we sprinkle red flowers
for hummingbirds
A Duty Of Beauty
columbine has set her seed
one last hurrah
she blooms her leaves
The Estate
bee balm bloom
by the blue door
a kind of coat of arms
Solitude
to bloom in solitude
is still
to bloom
Make Holy The Housework
while the laundry dries
let it be perfumed
by summer blooms
Ripen
so much beauty
in the readying
to unfurl
To Hold It All As Sacred
dark and light
forever entwined
and always passing
Pink Flare
announcing
the necessity
of joy
As The Sun Rose
dreams lingered
like dew drops
on leaf tips
Cheerleaders
purple petal pom poms
cheering on
the garden’s bloom
Rising Temperatures
the smoke tree billows pink
as the door yard basks
in summer’s heat
Garden Tapestry
the days
of summer
woven in leaves
Rabbit Ears
another new litter
pink and soft
listening, listening
The Road Into Summer
from the respite of shade
blue skies of opportunities
just up ahead
Sound Seen
fire alarm
the begonia
a siren of red
Room For All
each blooms in their our own time
community’s beauty
someone is always flowering