there is one heart
I wish to make sing
the one with the artfully painted wings
I Bloom For Butterflies
The Hollyhock Reserved
the bloom demures from view
what trust and courage it must take
to reveal the source of your enigmatic state
Pause
while in admiration
everything else retreats
and the now is peacefulness beautified
Second Blooms And More
giving again and again
yarrow’s generosity
April through October
Come And Go
meadows of milkweed for monarchs
we scan for yellow black stripes
and then the chandeliers of chrysalis
until the triumph of your red-orange winged flight
Orchestra Of Colors
lily’s song of joy
resounding in the misty morn
pink overture to a summer’s day
Willing
in the garden I begin to learn
how to let difficulties pass
like shadows across a petals
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
Nearer To Thee
the closer I look
the more my view expands
and resonates with memories
Monkshood
at the meadow monastery
frugal simplicity reveals
extravagant complexities
Evolution Of A Bloom
opened and yet closed
the very center
still to reveal all its complexities
What Friends Do
the lily
happy to be
susan’s umbrella
Simplicity
unencumbered
by pretension
pure perfection
Welcome
on the potted porch
a hospitality of flowers perched
the door to beauty flung wide
To Make Friends
life presents us two companions
joy and sorrow
our task is to hold their hands simultaneously
Sharing Blossoms
to catch a butterfly’s eye
be still enough to recognize
a kindred spirit
The Naked Eye A Telescope
sighting the shadow of a star
I discovered
a purple constellation
The Tender Morning Blooms
now winter’s hardships
seem worthwhile
for they have brought us here
How A Hearth Makes A Home
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
Happiness
small and simple
yet a delight of details
waiting 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