passing through
the fullness
of bloom
Splendid Ending
Commence
in the warmth
of a February sun
poppies have begun
A Map Of Time
every line and mar
documenting
the leaf’s life
First Glance
the garden appeared empty
but beauty sought
is beauty found
In Outlines
tracing time
and its
continuous expansion
Winter Nosegay
cyclamen blooms
who knew
they would last and last
To Thy Own Self
a leaf revealed
in the decomposing bark
spirit endures
Oh To Bloom On
November sun transforms
the frost on the mums
into tears of joy
The Fall
colors being absorbed
by roots
already nourishing spring
Two Red Feathers
the wild rose takes flight
her last bloom
red feathers
Portal
on the other side
of the dew revealed web
resides the insects micro universe
The Last To Bloom
more beloved are these
for their magnanimity
in the dwindling garden
My Purple Satellite
circling the the garden
receiving sun
sending color
The Aubergines Progression
the blossom
the bud and beginning
develop into a full fruited becoming
Beyond A Name
dahlia petals proving
to call them red
is just an attempt
at an indescribable description
Open
unfurl yourself
be bold with fragilities
and the compliments of complexities
I Bloom For Butterflies
there is one heart
I wish to make sing
the one with the artfully painted wings
The Hollyhock Reserved
the bloom demures from view
what trust and courage it must take
to reveal the source of your enigmatic state
A Cure
be with
a dahlia bathed in sunlight
and feel your spirit rise
Nearer To Thee
the closer I look
the more my view expands
and resonates with memories
Amongst
all the same
while each one difference
such is universality
Morning Dew
I can almost see time
accumulating
in the blades of grass
Evolution Of A Bloom
opened and yet closed
the very center
still to reveal all its complexities
Brown Eyed Butterfly
at the center of the day
one moment
perfectly balanced
Allium Sparklers
each seed suspended
on a stream of light
beauty bursts
Magnifying Glasses
every drop
a new opportunity
to see more
Simplicity
unencumbered
by pretension
pure perfection
Dawning Rose
she opens
lightening and brightening
expanding into the whole of the day
A Heart Can Hold Everything
shadow bird
perched inside
the lily’s heart
Lupin Guidance
start small
grow
into your own depth
and be
whatever color
is right for you
