G entle fragrance fills the air,A soothing scent beyond compare.R efined in white, each bloom so shy,D ancing slowly as breezes sigh.E xquisite blooms arrive in Spring,N obility to make your heart sing.I t speaks of elegance and romance,A day when heart’s find happiness.S weet gardenias, pure and true.
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The Picnic Quilt
A worn bench sits underthe magnolia tree.The garden,once abandoned,now brims with life. The couple meets at the bench.A playful grey and black dog bounds,ready for a game of disc dog.A quick bark sets the day. The soft yellow discsails across the park.The dog, stance set,leaps up,mouth open,catching the disc mid-air.He bounds back,ready for another round.Continue reading “The Picnic Quilt”
Soaring Disc
Rays of sunshineBeat on the treeSunlight weaves its wayForming patterns on the grass The largest sunlit patchA tanning bed for the dogHis owner rests on the benchWatching people enter the park A yellow disc on his lapWaiting for the perfect timeTo engage the dog in funHis eye catches her approach Stepping from the benchA whistleContinue reading “Soaring Disc”
The Willow
Standing alone atop a hill,sunrays weave their waylike a pinball gamethrough drooping branches This solitary tree enchantsin its graceful dancethin branches flow with the breeze An unkept wooden fencestruggles to perform its only roledecades of neglectturned panels to obstacles Creaking and moaning panelsyield to the wind’snear constant demands The melody of the treein harmony withContinue reading “The Willow”
since the sun goes too
The sun beating down on everything in its pathThe air, so humid, feels like a hot bath.So I sit beneath a huge canopied tree,Hoping for relief, oh please, let me be. The sun goes down, but the heat’s still high,The moonlit night feels heavy and sighs.The morning burns bright, with more heat to bear,We’re livingContinue reading “since the sun goes too”
The Tree
Spring arrives as teardrop buds nudge winter from the garden Temperatures riseEncouraging budsTo look to the sunWhile emerging petalsMake a colorful debut Summer coaxes the magnolia blossomstheir beauty on full displaywhite flowers pepper green leaves,a striking contrast of lifeThe blossoms’ beauty fades,Lonely leaves remain Their fragrance drifts freely,carried far and wide by the wind QuietContinue reading “The Tree”
The Forgotten Garden
I’m sitting on a bench in the forgotten garden,nestled in the center of a city. Thousands of people rush past,as trees, shrubs, and birds go unseen. No longer noticing the fragrancefrom the blooming flowers. I found my way in,closed my eyes,attempted to erase the overgrowth thatswallowed the garden whole. Bushes twice their size,blocking the gate,actingContinue reading “The Forgotten Garden”
Springs Quiet Reflection
Spring coaxes tiny buds to bloomFlowers, blossoming bright yellowPeeking from fresh green stems Branches, strong and hardyStanding ready for a fanfare of colorNew blooms debut their wardrobe Clustered trumpets bloom in graceYellow hues create a color wheelIn a rich and vibrant play A sweet scent rides upon the windBeckoning bees to frolicIn the golden powderContinue reading “Springs Quiet Reflection”
Looking Through The Window
I stare out the windowas a cold, grey daymarches through. Trees sporting skeleton branchesare vulnerable to the wind. The cardinal’s brief visitgives life to theempty, gnarled tree.His vibrant reddirects me,holds me at attention. — I look through the window.Tiny buds and blossomsannouncethat spring has returned. Bright green leavesuncurl, reaching for the sun. The cardinal’s return,hisContinue reading “Looking Through The Window”
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