lily’s song of joy
resounding in the misty morn
pink overture to a summer’s day
Orchestra Of Colors
Willing
in the garden I begin to learn
how to let difficulties pass
like shadows across a petals
Told By The Road
the future is uncertain
but for this
together we go on
Sun Catcher Dream Catcher
dahlia’s petaled hoop
filtering light from dark
dreams from daymares
A New Galaxy Appeared
in the puddle’s universe
Saturns abound
rings need no moon
Heron On High
you are an arrow
piercing
the foreboding sky
Brass Echo
early turning
some azalea leaves browning
the watering can echos below
Progression
a ladder of life ascending to heaven
each bloom on the gladiola stalk
rounds the cycle of life and death
Begin
the fence
is neither
start nor finish
Sundial
a shadow falls
across the face
of time
Prayers At The Marsh
may the heron bless me with a sighting
may the mist rise and grant me clarity
may the water’s reflection give me a second chance to see
Summer Afternoon
these clouds carry
shade not water
and still we are thankful
Nearer To Thee
the closer I look
the more my view expands
and resonates with memories
The Queen’s Heron
across the water
white feathers converse
with white flowers
Three Sky Morning
the day already divided up
the pink sunrise, a blue mid-day
a mackerel bellied sunset
Monkshood
at the meadow monastery
frugal simplicity reveals
extravagant complexities
Amongst
all the same
while each one difference
such is universality
Concealment
the golden glow of sunlit dill
a perfect camouflage
for feasting finch
Building Blocks
one lone piece
of our river valley
mountains and palisades
Morning Dew
I can almost see time
accumulating
in the blades of grass
The Romantics
they meet each dawn
in the flowering meadow
just to gaze into each other’s eyes
All Sorts And Conditions
newness and perfection
are short lived
life takes
and the flowers give
A Song Of Summer
shadow and light
perform a dappled dance
stepping to August’s tune
Goat Snacks
when you like everything
the world
is your buffet
World Within A World
the garden
abstracted by rain
a new understanding of interconnectedness
Evolution Of A Bloom
opened and yet closed
the very center
still to reveal all its complexities
Finch In Sunglasses
the demanding August sun
requires even the birds
to don shades
Water Falls Along The Brook
pulled by
time and gravity
back to the beginning
In The Flowering Meadow
in tandem
the soft caress of blossoms
the hum of insects busy
doing the work of the world
Brown Eyed Butterfly
at the center of the day
one moment
perfectly balanced