among the many
only one is
first to bloom
Rendering
iridescent petals
conjure and render
beauty’s infinity
She of Infinite Possibility
broken free of spires
wild child of larkspur
captive of the garden
Sacred Emily
petals poised
in perfection
transcended by
her scent sublime
Outside
trees tell
tales of freedom
outside the garden fence
Cotillion
the required attire
is formal
fox gloves mandatory
Healing
time can
smooth and soften
the broken hard heart
Each and One
all together
the bud, the bloom, the pod
circle of life – beauty at every stage
Sewn
the spider’s thread
with tensile strength of steel
stitches dawn to day
Plain Jane
stalwart and steadfast
geranium who colors even winter
so often overlooked in summer’s prom of flowers
Peony Pleasures
swirl and twirl
of raspberry frappe
decadence mixed with delight
Invitation
the open gate
invites me
into the new day
Syringa
lavender notes
lilac’s music carries us
to fairyland
Modesty
so much
attention from the sun
petals blush
Dreamland
intoxicating
flutter and glow
a dreamland of poppies
Garden Party
plants and insects
celebrate
the first of summer’s days
Iris Interior
inside
the bloom
symmetry and silence
Beauty Before The Bloom
before the unfolding
the gathering of potential
and all possibilities
Everything
the garden holds
life and death with
Buddha at the center
Purple Iris Solo
in the stillness
every line and curved
danced
“Set me a seal upon thy heart”
beauty seals
the ragged cracks
mending the broken heart
Awash in Colors
orange waves break
on the garden’s shore
the azalea is in bloom
Intensity
the sun
so bright
colors catch fire
The Gardener
his work
is his vocation
the duty of pollination
Beauty Bunch
the smiling eyes
of daffodils
early girls of spring
Hedonist
a decadence
of earthly pleasures
oh the primrose path
Assured
pretty is
as pretty does
believes the flowering leaf
Delicious
at spring’s visual feast
hyacinth offers
succulent colors to savor
Garden Teachings
an instruction of
peaceful coexistence
tulips befriend the dandelions
The Power Of Love
tender hearts
reach to warm
the cold, hard granite