the clothes line houses only pins
the raised beds abundance
long since devoured
In October The Garden Empties
Late Summer Garden
field grass high and in seed
flower stalks looking for rest
abundance about to tip into decline
this is the story of the passage of time
Morning Seats
we watch the day rise
and let the shadows lengthen
time is abundant among us
Steadfast
while garden beds are sleeping
there’s you blooming
in grand abundance
Abundance Inspired Appetite
a mass of blooming branches
my hungry eye
wants to consume it all
Hatch
zeitgeist
of ladybugs
an abundance of being
Should The Feeder Be Empty
beneath it
there is
plenty
Resplendent Abundance
delphinium crowns
the yarrow masses
flanked by seeding lily
All The Pumpkins
holding their breath
hoping to make it
to thanksgiving
Untamed Aster
such a freedom of flowering
her delicacy
beguiles her toughness
Nana’s Dooryard Garden
her welcome
always joyous
and abundant
First One Bloom Then…
like ripples on a pond
the blooms go on and on
Joyous Cacophony
bleeding hearts
tambourine the wind
allium and iris
sing solo notes
Jumping Up
exaltation
of summer’s
many tiny joys
More Than Plenty
abundance
so great
we see nothing else
The Afternoon’s Generosity
colors in the grass
such beauty
offered everywhere
Berry Dazzle
forest floor
strewn with
jewels
Exuberance of Sun and Bloom
formal garden
confines created
to illuminate abundance
Joy
new eyes saw
a giving world’s
abundance of blessings
Undaunted
abundance of blossoms
each bloom
a new hope
The Picking Yard
flowers
pledged fidelity
to the kindness of the garden
The Decree
winter is banished
the branch in bloom
Offers Received
in the absence of colors
an abundance of details
seasons give and take
Recipient
everything
that was needed
was given in abundant grace
Picking Garden
by arm fulls
gather up the yards
of scented colors
Rejoicing
a hallelujah chorus
rises from the gloriosa field
Prosperity of Petals
exquisite elegance
the flowering tree
animates abundance
Unity
keeping things together
rather than apart
the old fence embraces
autumn’s abundance of goldenrod
Big Giver
abundance is
the daisy’s creed
Gathered
the spirit of the meadow
resides in the abundance
brought indoors