on the potted porch
a hospitality of flowers perched
the door to beauty flung wide
Welcome
Still Serving The Birds
the tree-spa stump
now host to
bath and beverage
The Playhouse In The Pines
March is a time
of being between things
watching winter through the sun porch window
On The Porch
in the peacefulness
it is possible
to dream as big as the sky
No Envy In The Garden
each flower
their own perfection
beyond comparision
The Frog Overseer
from his porch perch
supervising
summer’s bloom
Contemplating the Flowers
shooed from the garden bed
the porch as
observation perch
Lantern’s Light
flame extinguished
now illuminated
with memories
Bromeliad’s Flourish
the southernly porch
fills with winter sun
and desert blooms
Dreaming Porch
Dreams in the shadows
allow visions in the light.
Parting Days
there is still enough warmth in the sun
to want to rock on the porch a bit
