faithful friend
maintains his place in the shade
between the bloodroot and the blooms
Stone Pug
How Sight Can Be A Feeling
Buddha sees
the beginnings of blooms
behind him
Rose Flames
no need to light the torch
the yellow rose bush
is blazing
The Formal Garden
fall has taken
most of her flowers
but not her elegance
Garden Nymph
as the garden winds down
she keeps watch
for the hard frost
Summer Is
a red lipped maiden
leaving kisses
on the sundial
Statuesque
and petaled forms
a nobility of beauty
Legacy
a wake
of beauty and calm
Morning’s Song
voices raised
in joyous praise
birds greet the day
The Stone Mushrooms
aspire
to be added to
stone soup
Frog
in the birdbath
bathing
in sunshine
Vigil
in April’s grey
holding vigil
for the sun
The Making of Light
maximized sunshine
the white light
of snow
Birdbath
April tricks
no bathing here
foolery for feathered ones
Bird and Babe
inside
the flowering
white ring of innocence
Just
as the tree
shades the ground
a quiet mind
cultivates the soul
Care
stone memories
held in place
by grace