a flurry
of flowers
the petals accumulating
Wildflower Storm
House At The End Of Queen Anne’s Lane
a road of dirt
the flowers wild
this kingdom ruled by bees
The Goings Of September
we wander the waning meadow
stopping to marvel
at every remaining bloom
Prayers For July
let the flowers be wild
the days long
and the tree shade deep
Flown In
a blue feathered
happiness stopped by
looking for the birdhouse in my soul
Under The Crabapple In June
this tiny corner
of the world
lush in peacefulness
Summer Is Unbridled
when
the wild flowers
roam
Morning Light And Dew
the last
of the flower’s dreams
dispersing into day
Wildfire
racing through the garden
carried by the wind
columbine’s wild flames
Flock Of Trillium
in they flew
on angel wings
or so it seems
Glinting In The Winter Sun
fresh powder
piles up
everything a-sparkle
Dangerous Beauty
beside barbed wire
still life
inside a storm
Late Meadow
the season’s colors
settling down
to the ground into brown
Too Soon To Say Goodbye
like summer
we linger
by the fencepost
I Do
summer weds itself
carrying bouquets
of sweet william
Poppies
cacophony of colors
a wild flowering
abandoned to joy
Her Delicate Majesty
the queen
in light and shadow
the shimmer of her flowerless crown
Marsh In Morning Light
all possibilities
gather
at the water’s edge
Dominion
Queen Ann
presides over
the hillside
Attuned To Life
alert
to the mysteries of
what happens next
Wild Flowers With Fence
the spot where
spirit meets
with daily life
Hours of the Flower
blood root’s dawn
answers to the sun’s call
blood root’s noon
Nature’s Love Affair
wildflowers arranged themselves
for the pleasure of
the mountain’s view
Nature Map
there be dragons
on the pond
alighting on the asters
Foreshadowing
winter waited
at the edge
of the changing meadow
Flowering Light
perfectly composed
by the side of the road
sunshine and shade
Queen Anne’s Field
the old red barn
watch guard
of the queen’s field
Goodwill
tender pink
the wild bloom
benevolence of simplicity
Spring Ephemeral
quiet quaker ladies
in their bonnets of blue
praising beauty
The Queen’s Snow
flurry
of fluttering lace
in the quiet white light