In The Valley Of The Lily

everything extending
the last of their essence
veritas of beauty

Monarch Lessons

when buffeted
by life’s breezes
hold fast to the bloom

Wrought Iron Pot

like a lantern
with a red flame of
beauty’s eternal light

Big Cat Little Cat

orange tiger
in the garden
prowling amongst blooms

Althea

a bit of a strumpet
flaunting her trumpet
enticing hummingbirds and bees

Seen With A Sigh Of Awe

petals and wings
are ephemeral things
pulling on our heart strings

Distance

paints with a soft brush
the sunny union
of the zinnia and the butterfly