summer lolled
on the August lawn
luxuriating
Assistance
cloudy day
the lupin shine
a blue that smiles for the sky
Summer Home Solstice
in the kindness
of June’s gentle sun
babies feather and iris bloom
Resounds
cloisonnéd crabapple trunk
each hole a house
for woodpecker sounds
Away
far far away
perched near the sky
a pasture and house
watch the world go by
Dwelling
between the leaves
resides
the house of mysteries
Cottage Garden
the house resides
in the garden’s
flowering embrace
Memories
while winter batters
the white old house
her curtains remember
summer’s breeze
Home
Tiny blossoms
house
all of creation.
Openness
The outside lives in
the house by the woods
that has no walls.
Birdhouse
The babies have feathered and flown.
It is time to wing to the South.
Your house holds the echo of your song,
and awaits your return in the spring.