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