one more
joyful shout
of spring
Late Arrival
All The Pieces Of The World
gathered
on to
granite
Ode To A Bumblebee
the tulip hums
her color palette
friendly just like you
Portrait Of A Tulip Aflame
stepping from the shade
blazing, blazing
like the sun
Recognition
the prairie crocus’s
yellow eye glinting
back at the sun
Daffodil In Profile
a floral vanity
the consciousness
of one’s best side
Pause
to revel in
the many marvels
of nature’s designs
Continuum
from the past
emerges
today’s blessing
A Reach For The Sun
in lilac’s first bloom
she unfurls
purple tipped leaf buds
Stepping Out
yellow canters
though the woods
coltsfoot on the move
Generations
beneath her
a legacy
of flowering
How Leaves Bloom
with scalloped edges
and complex patterns
of white on peach
Crocus In Light
in part
it seems
they create the light
Replicating Reptiles
scute and scaled
no longer a log
now a crocodile
There Is
no I
in nature
everything evolves from we
Unseen Work
beneath the snow
revealed by the sun
spring has already begun
Itla-okla
in northern woods
the southern gothic vibe
of Spanish moss
Fern’s Filagree
fronds
scissoring shapes
into negative space
Beauty Mark
the lily’s
staining lipstick
pigment of the sun
Influenced By Neo-impressionists
perhaps is was Seurat
who romanced the azalea leaves
with his pointillism
Spring Soup
seasoned
by the seasons
warmed by the sun
Transmogrification
the fallen tree
sprouted tiny wings
feathers made of fungi
Embraced
cradled by oak leaves
the birch branch begins
her return to earth
Pause
the falling
held
rain to ice
The Green Rose
like a siren
calling to spring
bringing blossoms into being
The Season’s Joie De Vivre
rising to the surface
that particular effervescence
of spring
l Learned It From The Leaves
part was missing
it made me love
what was left more
Valentine Delivery
that minx
the geranium
delivering deep red
Sunflower Seed
If I had
a light
I’d smoke it
Winter Is A Spider
the web
she weaves
is a dense tapestry