she wears
a crown of raindrops
crocus queen of spring
Her Majesty
Hepatica
spring wander
in the woods
leads to fairyland
Pretty Is As Pretty Does
magnificence incarnate
your humble name
carnation
Elegance
a flowering baton
conducting the first notes
of the symphony of spring
Good Counsel
morning found me fragile
the crocus advised
of its potential
First To Appear
glory of the snow
their bravery belies
their tiny size
Brightened By
a joy like the joy
of seeing an old friend
the cheering effect of pansies
Gorgeousness
the orchid’s dance
of color, light, shape and size
is danced in stillness
A Gift Of Hyacinth
we are so glad
you were forced to bloom
now scenting the house with early spring
Green Refuge In A Houseplant
petals or leaves
self or shadow
beauty is beauty
Bloom Tone
amaryllis in
contralto voice
serenade for spring
Splendid Ending
passing through
the fullness
of bloom
A Touch Of Grace
blooming branch
reaches out for us
bringing beauty closer
Buoyed By Bulbs
amaryllis bloom
her color breaks
this grey day’s grip
Pink Poinsettia
every time
she’s seen
a smile
Seed Chandelier
it will be spring
that flips the switch
of cosmo lights
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
