I imagine
the seeding dandelion
is your moon
The Petaled Sun
Running Wild
across the field
gathering down by the brook
phlox roams the summer terrain
dodging deer
aspiring to become
bouquets
Red Begonia
if fire
was a flower
it would be you
Summer Patchwork
a patch of wildflowers
a patch of sunshine in the glade
a patch of forested shade
Variance Of Variegation
painted like
a picket fence
anomaly of white
The Power Of Peonies
her beauty and scent so potent
this one blossom
comprises the whole world
The Flowered Breeze
the sway of color
the kiss of air
this is summer’s embrace
Within The Spiral
be like a bee
close enough to see
pink transformed to red
In Awe
as the light
paints the iris
I am transfixed by the divine
Touch Of Pink
the barest blush
on petals
an exclamation
of the stigma
The Shade Garden’s Invitation
a pop of pink
to pull you into
the shady embrace
How Beauty Lasts
each tiny part
opens in its own time
a progress of perfection
The Thrumming Azelea
the pink called me close
the buzz and hum beckoned
come witness the bee’s congregation
Yellow Roses
in celebration of ordinary days
picked from your mother’s yard
you would bring them often
and for no particular reason
Declared
so many hearts
on the garden’s sleeves
love abounds for everything
Quartet By Arborvitae
softly they sang
the colors
of butter and blush
Greeted With Delight
your name exclaimed
when spotted in the woods
Oh! Trillium!
We Adore Her
primrose
the first rose
our maiden of May
Pink
pink rises
from the pale
until completely self saturated
Many Petaled Prayers
the ground
hosts great gratitude
for spring’s eternal returning
A Dream
to be essential to creation
and venture in a daffodil
like a pollen coated bee
Alluring
what marvelous lashes
on the pansy’s bright eye
Diminutive Details
the major lift
of minor bulbs
eliciting exclaims when seen
Hello Hellebore
your smiling countenance
making the most
of cloud filtered sun
Snow Queen
adorned
with diamonds
born of snow
Valentine
primrose
blooming love
to everyone
Bloom In Profile
amaryllis
every side
her best side
Rouge
the vixen amaryllis
an enchantment
amidst winter’s white
With What Is At Hand
old Queen Anne
her winter bloom
made of snow
Remaining
the couple
sustaining each other
in bloom