naked square bales
no plastic marshmallows here
the only white is wildflower bloom
Old School
White Azalea
unabashedly naked
is the flowering soul
translucent in the sun
No Two The Same
the magic symmetry
of each individual design
seen by the naked eye
Barely There
colors
soon a memory
landscape’s bones laid bare
April Morn
her snow blanket removed
the naked earth awakens
renewed, refreshed and ripe
Revelation
autumn disrobes the landscape
revealing the elegance of limbs
Bare
Naked branches await
their winter coats of white.