this fringe of cold
the beauty before
the beauty of leaves
Awaiting Spring
Here
stand in the woods
with the quiet and the white
you are a part of the beauty and the peace
Juxtaposed
dark and sparkle
winter’s cold fidelity
to beauty
A Purposeful Beauty
oh to age
as gracefully and generously
as the wildflower
Dried And Frosted Meadow Flower
a beauty formed
by passing time
the ending delicate
as the beginning
Behold
the spent, the worn, the new
and the beauty
in each
A Beauty And Her Beauty
a jewel
in her crown
butterfly alights on coneflower
A Duty Of Beauty
columbine has set her seed
one last hurrah
she blooms her leaves
Room For All
each blooms in their our own time
community’s beauty
someone is always flowering
Pink Peony Perfection
quench the thirst
for beauty by
drinking in her loveliness
Singular Beauty In Abundance
a crowd of beauty
each worthy of attention
to their intricate details
Oh April
we are so weary of your cold
but still attempt to admire
your shivering beauty
To Brighten The Day
petals like silk
scent of spice
the rose-lipped carnation
Bequeathed By The Sun
vast beauty
blankets the world
the divine is at work
Dependability
steady goes
petunia
stalwart in her blooms
Purple Midnight
a single bloom
comprises beauty’s
vast powers
Pretty Is As Pretty Does
magnificence incarnate
your humble name
carnation
First Glance
the garden appeared empty
but beauty sought
is beauty found
The Beholder
petals long gone
I still see
you blooming
Roads To Winter
in the darkness
and the scarcity
there will also be beauty
Coding
the universe is ordered
with Fibonacci”s sequence
and beauty’s unfurling spiral
Beautiful Chaos
a tangle of leggy blooms
waltzing together
stem to shin
Let A Flower Be Your Mirror
peering into Johnny’s face
admiring his tiny yellow freckles of pollen
I can almost see my own beauty
Work
to bee
unobtrusive
in the beauty
Fall Bids Us To
wake up and embrace
the glorious beauty
of every fleeting moment
As One
October rose
basked in the sun
I basked in her beauty
The Tale Of Queen Anne’s Lace
while tatting she pricks her finger
a drop of blood left behind
the price of beauty
Rose Interior
rain drops gather
on the inner sanctum
of beauty
Faith In Flowers
all the ways of beauty
given
like an answered prayer
In The Simple The Divine
a single bloom
containing a universe
of beauty