the wind stopped
and the whole world stilled
a settling of collective rest
In Nothing Everything
Dreaming Goldenrod
sunshine to be picked
and put in a vase
sunshine a brush
painting the water
The Ground Blooms In Browns
from the snow emerge
all the tiny details
of new beginnings
A Sort Of Snow Flower
seed wings
as snow flakes
goldenrod in a flurry
Time’s Allotment
old goldenrod and evergreens
holding the inbetween
of seasons
Elegance
bending
of acceptance
Queen Anne and Goldenrod
arranges
a fall display
Sparkle
in the right light
from even the worn and humble
beauty emanates
Goldenrod Gone By
in the cold
old blooms
imitate snow
Too Soon To Say Goodbye
like summer
we linger
by the fencepost
Through
lone birch
shone the way
through dark woods
Foreshadowing
winter waited
at the edge
of the changing meadow
Reminiscence
goldenrod in winter
summer’s memory keeper
Deerdra
your garden is delicious
please may I
have some more?
Emergence
wisdom lies
in the embrace
of not knowing
Goldenrod in January
gone
are her golden
inflorescences
leaving only loveliness
Unity
keeping things together
rather than apart
the old fence embraces
autumn’s abundance of goldenrod
Deference
A spray of goldenrod
bows to autumn’s arrival.
Bonsai
At the edge of the forest
where enchantment begins
grows a tiny tree of goldenrod.
Pod Gall
The gall of the flying guest
who leaves behind his bulbous nest
but goldenrod the gracious host
welcomes insects more than most.
Goldenrod
Goldenrod is a nobleman
loyal guardian of Her Majesty’s meadow.