an abstraction
of themselves
leaves bloom like petals
Tulips Beginning
Home Sprouts
from the nourishing earth
a village
of tiny homes
In The Dirt
call for joy
the day transformed
Beauty’s Labor
dirty petals
gathered round
protecting color
Arrangements
purple and green
each porcelain vase
awaits her tulip
Wonder of the Wallow
being one with
the great fertile earth
oh the magic of mud
Mole Hill
Ants don’t question
why mountains appear
they simply climb them.
Ready Field
Tilled earth soaks up the sun
and waits for the seeds
of this season’s purpose to be planted.
