the woods
are full of questions
finding their full shape
Taking Form
Granite Garden Path
walk the sun warmed stone
admire the colorful creep of phlox
perceive spring’s unfolding
Winged Bloom
in white and pink
the trillium releases
her flock of butterflies
I Came Across
a woodland shrine
of birch bark and mushroom
with a fern leaf offering
humble and holy
The Bloom Of Light
after many gray days
the sun itself
is a flower
and a flower
is a mirror
to the sun
Fuzzy Bloom
you there
as soft
as a bee
Flow
precisely
in the present moment
grass intrinsically motivated by water
Biltmore Ballgown
oh you
in your fancy dress
ready to twirl in the garden
Pretty Precipitation
petal shower
at the meadow’s edge
so many kinds of rain
The Radiance Is You
when the day is dim
make your own light
with the colors you share
Sweet Dreams
after a sudden rain
some sunset sneaks by
the bedroom window
Within
the flower’s center
an intricacy of propagation
a bloom all its own
The Valley In Spring
clouds flying free
the rail fence meanders
as trees converse in green
Pink Edged Columbine
cupping jewels of rain
wildflowers know
the true value of things
Sea Of Iris
spring’s tide rises
the iris swell
incubating their bloom wave
Wind Flower Witness
bright yellow eye
with ruby lashes
watching the day unfold
Reassurance
constants
the river, the mountain
the flowers return
the renewal of spring
Rock Garden Early Risers
beneath the arch
of bleeding hearts
grapes of hyacinth
Finally The Sun Came Out
after so many days of rain
there is warmth and light
and the earth rises up
in color and hope
Hen And Chic Mosaic
the garden
tiled in succulents
a resounding repetition
Every Filament Alive
each catkins’ antenna
receiving the news
the time is now
Magnolia
petals
whisper pink
delicacy in all things
Opening
each leaf bud
a catchall for light
incubating life
Skeleton Bloom
sacred relic
from last year
a blueprint for new blooms
Spring’s Bread
come and share the table
no need to bring a thing
we will feast on green
To Soon To Unfurl
mornings still chilly
the ferns snug inside
their fuzzy hoodies
The World Is Drawn Anew In Color
the slow rousing of spring
color and life
sneaking up beside you
As Necessary As Joy
May rain
like the tears
that cleanse the soul
First In The Garden
to the old oak leaves
piled by the wind
spring offers a pink bouquet
Shimmering
alive again with rain
the brook a mirror
of renewal