Brittle, fragile reeds sway in the breeze–
soft seeds float away with defiance.
Defiance
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The Visit
It was a Saturday morning in early August–
we purchased you at the farmer’s market,
right outside the diner’s doors.
We had breakfast in that small town and
laughed while drinking strong coffee.
Later, leaving you in a vase on their kitchen table,
we said our goodbyes without realizing
the finality of that simple gesture.
Garden in the Fall
Soft, velvety shades of silver in the autumn garden–
the memory of your touch will linger in my mind
through the coming winter.
I touched…
your green ribbons laced with thorns
and was relieved that your threatening
presentation was so beautifully exaggerated.
Early Evening
Sunset daisy reaches for a little more light
in the early evenings of November.
Orchids
I see you at the grocery store, beside bright lemons
and across from deep green avocados. Under humming fluorescents,
you stand regally, striking a serpent pose of superiority.
Imagine the ancient Aztec warriors’ delight in a days
exhausting search for your delectable beauty.
Ivy
If you want to hear a story of perseverance, ask the ivy.
Piles Right Now
piles of pennies in the car
piles of books by my bed
piles of mail on the counter
piles of plans in my mind
piles of leaves on the grass
Brassica Oleracea
What’s it like to be so bright, so vivid,
so beautiful in the morning sun?
No runway model could ever compete
with your intricate brilliance.
Sun on the wildflowers
The evening sun kisses you softly and I wish I were you.
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