the sweetness sweeter
for the shortness
of their stay
Dear Ephemerals
Petunia In November
turning her face
away from the cold
to shine just one more day
Like Cotton Candy
seemingly spun
out of air
so delicate and sweet
Saturation
so delicate
the density
of color and joy
In These Times
delicate bloom
in a vast sky
reassures
Like Walking To School Through The Blossoming Orange Grove
a scent so
delicate and delectable
it transports me back to childhood
It Was The Thorns
the small pink rose
shed
two tiny tears
The Delicate Alongside The Enduring
each polygon
delivers
petals against granite
Within
hidden inside
tiny delicate flowers
can’t help but bloom
Bright Spot
early and delicate
light rises
from the dark ground
Petal Pirouettes
responding to the breeze
and breath of bees and butterflies
an endless dance
Splendor
beauty
is divine
love
Heart
depth of delicacy
intricacy of design
heart of the blossom