Seen With A Sigh Of Awe

petals and wings
are ephemeral things
pulling on our heart strings

Talking Sticks

the insects path
the woodland’s story


The butterfly, cow and flower
conferring beauty
on the day

Gathered and Dispersed

the congregation
of monarchs
billows away

I Wanna Be A Bee

or perhaps a hummingbird
I’m a moth
with aspirations

Counterparts And Wings

on the thistle
the soft atop the bristle

To Dine On Beauty

oh to hover in the flowers
and sip the sweetness
from every one

Spring Morning In The Garden

a feast
of delicacies
for eyes and insects

Dahlias In The Background

bookends of summer
monarchs on