a cohort
of bloodroot
laughing in the sun
Dogs In Conversation
That’s not six feet.
It feels like six feet.
Well it’s not. It’s three at most.
It Was A Day To Celebrate
the oak’s
graduation day
caps thrown everywhere
Dearest Neighbor
these slower times
allow for longer visits
with the flowers
The Sad Flower Made Happy
penitent’s rose
the heart’s bloom
when forgiven
The Watcher
seer
of all things
unmasking mysteries
Protection
last year’s thorns
guard
this year’s growth
The Woods
still at rest
lichen
the only green
In The Door Yard
with snow and flower buds
the cairn, moose antler and sun dial
mark and keep track of time
Between The Tulips And The Iris
tiny explosion
a potency
of blue
All She Needs Is A Peter Pan Collar
dressed up
for spring in
soft fuzzy pearls
The Poet Sunshine
the flowers’ shadows
write their own poem
on the book’s pages
Early And Late
alternately
April blooms in
petals and snow
Dragonfly Wind Chime
the chime sings
the wind’s song
a mountain lullaby
Unification
as time
went by
it all became one
The Garden’s Shape Emerges
spring begins
with a kaleidoscope
of greens
Bluebird So Soft
bright eyed
in a blue sky
hope personified
Bounce
discovering
joy in
everything
Making Sense Of Things
as I approach
the mist recedes
slow introduction to clarity
The Nest
woven with care
so fledging feet
will remember softness
