the chosen spot
for the marriage of lupin and iris
beneath a Chuppah made by trees
June Wedding
Abstract On Leaf
the leaf a living canvas
of shape and form
color and texture
Morning Meditation
Mable
on the porch
admiring the bleeding hearts
Music In Your Name
portulaca, portulaca
so much music in your name
to say it is to sing
The Way To Oz
buttercups
paved my
yellow brick road
Singular Beauty In Abundance
a crowd of beauty
each worthy of attention
to their intricate details
Liberty
wild phlox
along the river bank
roaming wherever it chooses
Essential Worker
the bee’s
skilled labor
precise and diligent
Summer Morning
an invitation
to linger in
a long lazy day
Lantana Lollipop
so sweet
she makes syrup
with the rain
Happiness
a smile spread
across the garden
pink azalea in bloom
The Source
impossible to know
illumination
or glow
Cautious Exploration
is it safe?
let me look further
then I’ll give you a high sign
I Remember
the sweet comfort
of your companionship
felt now at the sighting of our flower
Summer Flew In
June morning
the world opened wide
all possibilities expanded
Horological Botany
dandelion sundial
yellow petal hands
telling summer’s time
In The Garden
sitting with
the flowers
my soul is at home
Ballerina
slender legs on point
beneath the petal tulle
of a flowering tutu
Locomotion
the weather is a train
billowing her steam clouds
as she travels south
Allium Light And Dark
the depth
of light and dark
known best by the other
Quaker Ladies
they gathered
in abundance
to worship spring
The House Next Door
amongst the trees
their roof sheltering unknown
happinesses and heartbreak
So Many Things At Once
a tomato
a fiery sunset
a vixen’s red lip wear
oh begonia you beguiler
Taking Form
the woods
are full of questions
finding their full shape
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