cold
is a kind
of coloring stick
To The Hydrangea
Glancing Back
you notice me
eavesdropping on
your song
A Bloom Near Winter’s Edge
once one of many
now the last remaining
ending with a beginning
As One
October rose
basked in the sun
I basked in her beauty
In October
marigolds make
their own
pumpkin patch
Blackberry Lily
you
ripen like
your namesake
Within Reach
yesterday’s sunrise
appeared again
in today’s dahlia
The Garden Before Bed
still in service
the watering can
and birdbath-dog-bowl
Coleus Leads Fall’s Color Parade
with the zing
of a lime green
rick rack edge
Yes
come feed on the garden
now that it is ending
slack your thirst at the birdbath
Sunshine’s Sunshine
namesake
the goddess
of energy and light
Venetian Blinds
shade
is drawn
by leaves
A Landscape Of Kale
consider
the edible
geography
Housing Tomorrow’s Beauty
seed heads
the flowers
chrysalis
Generosity
rain and roses
more gifts
from September
Brown Eyed Girl
as rudbeckia’s season closes
she speaks
of our ephemerality
Edged In White
such a small detail
thin fine line
the power of contrast
Amongst Blooms
in the petaled shade
a monarch’s
momentary pause
Black Beauty
each landing
a sacrament
of pollination
Still Strong
time worn petals
do not detract
from her stellar vibrancy
Yellow Before Orange
dreaming of wings
even
before the cocoon
Opposites Attract
soft fuzzy bee
atop
the prickly coneflower
august August
the sky
and the garden
moving towards fall
Times Of Stark Relief
the light
of a certain kind
of sunflower night
The Landscape’s Breath
nature makes
a long exhale
of bloom and color
How It Grows
layers and lines
drawing the complexities
of the garden’s many cycles
Enchantment
the garden’s stardust
comprised
of blossoms and buds
Gorgeous Georgia
the introduction made
by a gladiola
to Ms O’Keefe
What Can Be Done
a garden bed weeded
one small corner of the world
made right
The August Garden
drinking in humidity
and transforming heat
into color