cresting yellow wave
in the ocean
of brown eyed Susans
Cleome Like A Lighthouse
Brown Eyed Susan
withstanding winter and
finding a way to bloom
through her sacred geometry
Amongst
all the same
while each one difference
such is universality
Brown Eyed Butterfly
at the center of the day
one moment
perfectly balanced
What Friends Do
the lily
happy to be
susan’s umbrella
Brown Eyed Girl
as rudbeckia’s season closes
she speaks
of our ephemerality
Generations
beneath her
a legacy
of flowering
In The Valley Of The Lily
everything extending
the last of their essence
veritas of beauty
Last Hurrah
regardless
of the wear and tear
still exuding joy
On And On And On
in a cosmos
of flowers
timelessness found
Susan Stayed Late
her smiling eyes
outside the window
still
Summer Blooms Summon Fall
the garden’s call of color
an invitation
to the leaves to turn
At Summer’s Edge
down by the river
the susans and goldenrod
commune
Trinity In The Vetch
sturdy, cheerful, simplicity
such grows in wild abandon
self-seeding beauty
Singular Kindness
blazing sun
but shade
for Buddha
Afterlife
ghosts of summer
seeding the future
with their return
Lighted By A Flowering Torch
summer dims
yet light shines on
in the garden
Assertion
night held tight
in the morning’s frost
while the bloom asserted day
Brown Eyed
raindrops
on her sunny face
Susan sees all
Hedgerow
Fall must climb
a fence of color
to steal away summer
More
Brown-eyed Susan
refutes the idea of enough.
Brown Eyed Susan
marches across the meadow
through the shortening days.