dried by time
soaked by winter
and still blooming
Finding Flowers
Bravery
to be
in the world
just as you are
Follow The Light
put one brave foot
in front of the other
on the shadowy path
Zig Zagging Home
braving
the desolate, dangerous
driveway
Coup
every bloom
a triumph
of joy
Behold
the bravery
of the April flower
a beauty’s brevity
Keeping
pickets bravely attempt
to keep the sunshine
in the winter yard
Gleaming
traverse the inevitable darkness
in honor of the gleaming
of the morning sun
The Wave
dismissing winter
beckoning spring
so brave the grass’ gesture
Beyond
a lone pine
and the mountain beyond
behind brave branched trees
Night Flyer
Wings with eyes
a mask of bravery
predator protection
Poppies
Brave souls of impoverished soil
potent charms
who bring ecstatic dreams
July Morn
Threatening skies
don’t intimidate
wild grass
Late Bloom
The first hard frost has taken all the leaves.
One brave bloom reaches for the sun.