a bit
of lavender wistfulness
the longing to be outside
The Blossom’s Gaze
Warmed By The Sight
lingering
red leaves
flickering like flames
The Circle Is Never Broken
the decaying maple stump
an ancient landscape
for the pine seedling
Daydreams
the world
is muted and precise
all at once
In The Valley Of The Lily
everything extending
the last of their essence
veritas of beauty
For Insects
once each year
some trees
bloom blue
Clustered
crabapple
congregants
commune
Dahlias In The Background
bookends of summer
monarchs on
Buddleia
Those Two Iris
they leaned
into each other
as lovers often do
Bursting Forth
life force
an explosion
of joy
The Friendship Plant Abloom
spot
of brightness
in a winter day
Solace Seen
this heron
on the marsh
emanating peace
Sweet Goodbye
final visit
to the last
of the lilacs
The Half Spider Web Said
how we live
is
who we are
Cold Bur
frost still fills
the space we’ve saved
for the warming sun
Gathered Together
our purpose
ordained by proximity
to one another
Lesson In A Leaf
life asks
that we give away
little parts of ourselves
Ever On
missing limb
the healing tree
still fruits
Departure
on red leaf wings
summer days
fly away
Loon’s Nest
as she sits
creation is constructed of
stillness and patience
Quiet Deliberation
the insect
and the iris
confer upon the day
Deific
and the light
from high, so holy
graced every thing
Born
into the light
joy is born
brighter for darkness’ depth
The Garden’s Valentine
each spot of red
a beloved’s kiss
such adoration bestowed
Thorns
could we meet
in the space
between the thorns
Snow Queen
her winter crown
rendered from
diamond light
Sides
branched
right and left
both needing the stem
Affiliation
each petal’s edges
distinct within the group
solitary side by side
Undaunted
abundance of blossoms
each bloom
a new hope
Precious
a month behind the stone
the garden ruby’s
month is August