does an iron spider
weave a web
of chain link fence?
Questions From A Neighborhood Walk
Portrait Of A Delphinium
backdropped by the black of shade
the meadow rue observes
an elegant blue lady
Summer Sun
a string of white lights
bellflowers reaching
for the sun
Into The Woods
follow the path
then make your own
the woods are truly home
Overheard
a quiet conversation
held amongst blue blooms
to honor the day with beauty
Witnesses
flowers keep watch
over the landscape’s rise
from its misty morning blanket
Made For Them
I came across
a paradise
blooming just for bees
Other Ways To Swim
light pools
in the shade garden
my mood dives into happiness
Pink Peony Perfection
quench the thirst
for beauty by
drinking in her loveliness
Hail Makers
when warm hits cold
and dark meets light
the collision is hard as ice
Mid-June
the garden comes into herself
and is as self realized
as the poppy is vibrant
Umbrella Of Sunshine
casting light
creating shelter
from gloom
June Wedding
the chosen spot
for the marriage of lupin and iris
beneath a Chuppah made by trees
Abstract On Leaf
the leaf a living canvas
of shape and form
color and texture
Morning Meditation
Mable
on the porch
admiring the bleeding hearts
The Way To Oz
buttercups
paved my
yellow brick road
Liberty
wild phlox
along the river bank
roaming wherever it chooses
Summer Morning
an invitation
to linger in
a long lazy day
Happiness
a smile spread
across the garden
pink azalea in bloom
The Source
impossible to know
illumination
or glow
Cautious Exploration
is it safe?
let me look further
then I’ll give you a high sign
I Remember
the sweet comfort
of your companionship
felt now at the sighting of our flower
Summer Flew In
June morning
the world opened wide
all possibilities expanded
Horological Botany
dandelion sundial
yellow petal hands
telling summer’s time
In The Garden
sitting with
the flowers
my soul is at home
Locomotion
the weather is a train
billowing her steam clouds
as she travels south
Quaker Ladies
they gathered
in abundance
to worship spring
So Many Things At Once
a tomato
a fiery sunset
a vixen’s red lip wear
oh begonia you beguiler
Taking Form
the woods
are full of questions
finding their full shape
Granite Garden Path
walk the sun warmed stone
admire the colorful creep of phlox
perceive spring’s unfolding