In my spring dreams
it snows flowers.
Fairie’s Pincushion
The wee folk embroider
with echinacea needles
using flower filament thread.
Magic Wands
Fairy dust is gathered on magic wands
and used to clean away all ugliness
of sight, word and deed.
Nasturtium
Trojan warrior of the flower pot
with shield leaves and blossom helmet.
Slayer of slugs, pepper is your arsenal.
Adornment
Bejeweled with fungi
the old tree wears
her forest finery.
Summer Snow
Water lilies adorn the pond
Summer’s snowflakes
Meadow
The colors of summer
call out from the meadow
come play with us today.
Lady Slippers
These are the magic shoes that fairies wear
to the Pine Needle Ball each summer solstice.
Lupin
A meeting of friends in the meadow.
Quaker Bonnets gather
offering their quiet beauty to the whole of the land.
Field of Dreams
Dreams take shape slowly
emerging from soft surroundings
an impression forms, staking claim on hope.
Mygolomorph
Tarantula of tree roots
dips its many wooden legs into the river
and awaits its kayak prey.
Watchfulness
From the sanctuary of the woods animals watch
the metal bridge that carries man and his many parcels and purpose
to the other side and back again.
Country Nine Patch
The land is quilted with care
by leathered hands guiding the blades of the big red tractor.
An old wood fence ties this patch to the next.
Revision
Sunlight transforms the creek
into the undulating underbelly
of a speckled trout.
Glory of the Ordinary
Dandelion
most darling and daring of weeds
the yellow sun that wishes grow upon.
Bees See
how lavender whispers.
That purple is soft
and yellow tastes like the sun.
Horizon
My feet feel an earth drained of her color.
My mind’s eye imagines greens below blue skies.
The Sound of Color
Morning light
sings my heart’s song.
Passing Storm
In the eye of the storm
you can catch a glimpse of God
watching over you.
Skyscape
If I could imagine the threshold to heaven
it would appear as did this dawn
with depth and light beyond mortal comprehension.