Susan Stayed Late

her smiling eyes
outside the window
still

I Saw

the hollyhock
listening
to time fleeting

First Dahlia

a dazzler adorns
the back porch
hand rail

Knowing Better We Had Hoped Anyway

dashing the hope
of early spring
winter returned

Invited

bulb garden
in the door yard
the outside’s invitation in

Incarnation

the tree’s shadow
shingles’ memory
of a past life