you there
as soft
as a bee
Fuzzy Bloom
To Soon To Unfurl
mornings still chilly
the ferns snug inside
their fuzzy hoodies
Four Of The Eight Spots
the forest warden
wears
orange epaulets
Main Line
falling
down the leaf
to the root of things
Hummingbird Moth
hovering
without the hum
unfeathered fuzzy one
With Neither Seeds Nor Flowers
Fern’s
curly world
unfurling
The Gardener
his work
is his vocation
the duty of pollination
Moth Magic
Fuzzy lemon drop
wings kissed by lavender
one pink leg steps forward