while in admiration
everything else retreats
and the now is peacefulness beautified
Pause
Orchestra Of Colors
lily’s song of joy
resounding in the misty morn
pink overture to a summer’s day
Willing
in the garden I begin to learn
how to let difficulties pass
like shadows across a petals
Sun Catcher Dream Catcher
dahlia’s petaled hoop
filtering light from dark
dreams from daymares
Sundial
a shadow falls
across the face
of time
Amongst
all the same
while each one difference
such is universality
All Sorts And Conditions
newness and perfection
are short lived
life takes
and the flowers give
Evolution Of A Bloom
opened and yet closed
the very center
still to reveal all its complexities
What Friends Do
the lily
happy to be
susan’s umbrella
Simplicity
unencumbered
by pretension
pure perfection
Dawning Rose
she opens
lightening and brightening
expanding into the whole of the day
Explorers Dare Encounter
petal-jawed garden dragons
who feast on rain
and daydreams
Promise
a preview of pink
before petals can
even imagine individuation
Reawakened
when my flame of awe flickers
nature’s beauty
fans it back to fire
Let A Flower Be Your Mirror
peering into Johnny’s face
admiring his tiny yellow freckles of pollen
I can almost see my own beauty
Happiness
small and simple
yet a delight of details
waiting to catch your attention
Petaled Lanterns
the afternoon
becomes
a pink illumination
Tulip Sun
yellow, glowing, abundance
in these cosmos
creeping phlox encircle you
They Make The Sunshine
let the flowers
light
the way
Joy
sometimes joy leaps up
in my heart
like crocus from the ground
With Inside Voices
tulips whisper
back and forth
about buttercup yellow
Tulips Beginning
an abstraction
of themselves
leaves bloom like petals
Imperative
flowers in March
the grocery store
suffices for the garden patch
Amarylis Did
with her stamens
she motioned me closer
come admire my details
My Orange Sun
warming me
with color
on these gray days
Power
forcing bulbs seem
to speed the arrival
of spring
Oh To Be
full of light
and flourishing
in the dead of winter
Finding Flowers
dried by time
soaked by winter
and still blooming
Summer Will Not Be Forgotten
a final
brilliant bloom
burned into memory
Steadfast
while garden beds are sleeping
there’s you blooming
in grand abundance