a single bloom
comprises beauty’s
vast powers
Purple Midnight
Silence In Black And White
well past midnight
alone in the moonlight
flakes gather into flocking
Solitude
morning’s memory
sparkling steps
of a midnight stroll
Height
In the morning, beneath your canopy the whole world glows a growing green.
If I started to climb your branches now, by midnight I could touch the stars.
Hollyhock
Dark as midnight
sentry at the garden’s edge
denouncing the dawn garden feasting of deer
