blossoms
gone to hips
still reaching for the sun
Old Rose
As One
October rose
basked in the sun
I basked in her beauty
Spectacle Of The New Day
morning rose
the sky
in full bloom
Rose Interior
rain drops gather
on the inner sanctum
of beauty
The Green Rose
like a siren
calling to spring
bringing blossoms into being
They Remember Youth
the old rose
and the old barn
share an elegance of aging
Worth
the spent rose
her value in beauty
undiminished
Cousins
like the cabbage rose
so blooms
the wood rose
Blue Only At The Edges
anomaly
of the blue diamond
a new perfection
The Past, The Present, The Future
the garden’s rose bouquet
holding and offering the blooms of
yesterday, today and tomorrow
It Was The Thorns
the small pink rose
shed
two tiny tears
Protection
last year’s thorns
guard
this year’s growth
She Persists
the celebratory nature
of the garden persists
despite winter’s imposed dormancy
The Other Cabbage Rose
paradox of the purple bloom
petals holding both
snow and sun
Depth Of Bloom
lit
from within
soul of the rose
Guilelessness
all of beauty’s
every sustenance
in the simple rose
So Succulent A Rose
all growth
is a flowering
this is joy
Praise
upon a tree
a lichen rose
praise to anything that grows
Gradation
the subtle shift
from hue to hue
comes quietly like insight
Decay’s Bouquet
stump blooms
a wood rose
flowering of fungi
Still Being With Her Whilst She Is Gone
Jane’s
rose arbor
in the afternoon
My Darling Rose
wild grows
my perennial love
her precious winter bloom
Rose Bramble
delicate beauties
defended
by a century’s thorns
Flower Found
a winter rose
pink petal bark
the birch in bloom
Thorns
could we meet
in the space
between the thorns
The Hereafter
the bloom
after the petal bloom
twice born rose
Withstanding
despite
a freezing night
still she blooms
Memory’s Fragrance
September bloom
slight spice of fall
all the past recalled
Sacred Emily
petals poised
in perfection
transcended by
her scent sublime
Of Rust and Roses
the old boxcar
and winter rose in spring
companions in endings