forsythia in bloom
throwing open
the proverbial garden gate
Welcome, Welcome
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
Black Beauty
each landing
a sacrament
of pollination
Family Tradition
the old wagon
all summer long
a spectacle of bloom
The Landscape’s Breath
nature makes
a long exhale
of bloom and color
A Second Bloom
the imperative
to seed
intensifies the color
Faith In Flowers
all the ways of beauty
given
like an answered prayer
Time’s Turning
summer’s life seen
as a kaleidoscope
of colors
Her Reign Of Spring
peony the queen
presides
with pomp and circumstance
Resonance
the iris
an echo
of poppy’s orange
The Sight Of 30,000 Lenses
the dragonfly
zooming by sees everything
with it’s spectacular eye
Azalea’s House
her gorgeous bloom
an invitation
for admiration
Late Arrival
one more
joyful shout
of spring