they gathered on the bark
the cosmos
could be touched
In The Dirt
a tiny
call for joy
the day transformed
Quaker Ladies
they gather
in the meadow
sharing kindnesses
Intensity
defiant of the cold
the tulip
passionate with color
Fresh Start
the possibilities
of a new day
glinting
Wild Strawberries
sugared
with frost
before the berries
The Sad Flower Made Happy
penitent’s rose
the heart’s bloom
when forgiven
Between The Tulips And The Iris
tiny explosion
a potency
of blue
Early And Late
alternately
April blooms in
petals and snow
The Nest
woven with care
so fledging feet
will remember softness
Last Year’s Leaves
while leaving
they reveal the beauty
of their complexities
Forced
blow down
found and saved
the drive to bloom upheld
Alongside The Maples
this
sweet season
sugars everything
Enormity
its tiny size
somehow made
the joy of its discovery
more enormous
We Are Like
raindrops
in a puddle
essentially, eventually one
Crossing Boundaries
inspired by moss
a touch of green
kindles in last year’s grass
A Solar System Underfoot
the milky way
rests
on the meadow
Braile
the old tree’s message
is read
by the wind
Apparition
the ghost
of hosta’s
past
A Wishbone Branch
will spring
or snow
get the bigger piece?
Sparkle
in the right light
from even the worn and humble
beauty emanates
Exuberance
praise the amaryllis
injecting color
into winter
Defying The Elements
sweet hydrangea
her summer bloom lingers
on a honeycomb of petals
Beneath The Skin Of Cold
a maple leaf
inlayed
into winter
It Seems
sometimes
in winter
time does wait
Double Helix
there it was
the chain of life
in the curves of the leaf
Little Flowers
in winter
even the smallest reminders
of flowers nourishes
To Be Held
even winter
seeks the comfort
of a nest
Still Life’s Motion
what holds
the snowflake to the leaf
but hope and faithful buoyancy
Singular Ambition
one acorn
waits to grow
a forest