it will be spring
that flips the switch
of cosmo lights
Seed Chandelier
December Roses
rosied by cold
snuggled into rocks
a carpet of bloom
Forever Reimbursing
the great outdoors
devoted to the enterprise of
feeding the earth for what comes next
Oh To Bloom On
November sun transforms
the frost on the mums
into tears of joy
The Last To Bloom
more beloved are these
for their magnanimity
in the dwindling garden
Respite
the worn bloom
finds shade and support
on the rock wall
in the bud yet to flower
My Purple Satellite
circling the the garden
receiving sun
sending color
Electric Marigolds
a current runs amongst them
each yellow edge
conducting color to the next
Coding
the universe is ordered
with Fibonacci”s sequence
and beauty’s unfurling spiral
Beyond A Name
dahlia petals proving
to call them red
is just an attempt
at an indescribable description
The Garden Crests
a yellow wave of color
crashes upon
the shore of fall
The Goings Of September
we wander the waning meadow
stopping to marvel
at every remaining bloom
Hellenium Autumnale
like angels gathered
in their halos of gold
chaperoning the season’s change
I Bloom For Butterflies
there is one heart
I wish to make sing
the one with the artfully painted wings
The Hollyhock Reserved
the bloom demures from view
what trust and courage it must take
to reveal the source of your enigmatic state
A Cure
be with
a dahlia bathed in sunlight
and feel your spirit rise
Pause
while in admiration
everything else retreats
and the now is peacefulness beautified
Second Blooms And More
giving again and again
yarrow’s generosity
April through October
Come And Go
meadows of milkweed for monarchs
we scan for yellow black stripes
and then the chandeliers of chrysalis
until the triumph of your red-orange winged flight
Orchestra Of Colors
lily’s song of joy
resounding in the misty morn
pink overture to a summer’s day
Willing
in the garden I begin to learn
how to let difficulties pass
like shadows across a petals
Sun Catcher Dream Catcher
dahlia’s petaled hoop
filtering light from dark
dreams from daymares
Progression
a ladder of life ascending to heaven
each bloom on the gladiola stalk
rounds the cycle of life and death
Sundial
a shadow falls
across the face
of time
Nearer To Thee
the closer I look
the more my view expands
and resonates with memories
Monkshood
at the meadow monastery
frugal simplicity reveals
extravagant complexities
Amongst
all the same
while each one difference
such is universality
The Romantics
they meet each dawn
in the flowering meadow
just to gaze into each other’s eyes
All Sorts And Conditions
newness and perfection
are short lived
life takes
and the flowers give
A Song Of Summer
shadow and light
perform a dappled dance
stepping to August’s tune