the woods are our walls
and the floor a carpet of forget-me-nots
we use the sky as ceiling and heaven as the roof
How A Hearth Makes A Home
Happiness
small and simple
yet a delight of details
waiting to attach to catch your attention
Friends Together
happy trillium faces
peeking out between
solomon seal’s long legs
Spring Morning
a gentle lavender call
to greet day
stirs the river
Proximity
perhaps it was the wind
that transferred a touch of flaming red
to your buttery petals
Shadow And Light
in their differences
how they amplify and echo
each other
Dear Ephemerals
the sweetness sweeter
for the shortness
of their stay
Bulbs And Cords
the seasons ever adjacent
tulips a banner of colors
brightening the wood pile
Summoning The Power To Bloom
an untold number
of miracles
must converge
Spring Dreams
all the world in bloom
and emanating
the green glow of hope
Tulip Sun
yellow, glowing, abundance
in these cosmos
creeping phlox encircle you
Welcome, Welcome
forsythia in bloom
throwing open
the proverbial garden gate
Jane’s House
elegant in white
morning mist and magnolias
shroud your sanctuary
Primrose
blooming at my feet
before the weather reliably warms
lightening and brightening each step
Twinkling On A Still Dormant Shrub
stars that never dim
blooms of perpetuity
remains of the azaleas
Flowered Flight
mariposa
my magnolia
a bloom of butterflies
Old Barn First Witness
a clapboard background to
the enduring rite of spring
sunshine as forsythia
Joy
sometimes joy leaps up
in my heart
like crocus from the ground
With All Blooms And Beginnings
first and most mysteriously comes
an internal expansion
that commands glorious opening
With Inside Voices
tulips whisper
back and forth
about buttercup yellow
Imperative
flowers in March
the grocery store
suffices for the garden patch
My Orange Sun
warming me
with color
on these gray days
Daydream Of Spring
with this blue sky
those raindrops
may bloom into flowers
Oh To Be
full of light
and flourishing
in the dead of winter
Shouting Out
a jubilation in red
amaryllis welcomes
the new year
Summer Will Not Be Forgotten
a final
brilliant bloom
burned into memory
Steadfast
while garden beds are sleeping
there’s you blooming
in grand abundance
Reward
brought inside
before the hard frost
a bloom of recompence
A Bloom Near Winter’s Edge
once one of many
now the last remaining
ending with a beginning
Spectacle Of The New Day
morning rose
the sky
in full bloom