in the eyes of a tired stranger
folded between words in a letter
tucked into the loft shelves
floating beside autumn winds
unsuspected, under hot pink petals
Where Fear Hides
Tag Archives: flowers
Mighty Heron
I consider it a fortunate day when
we see one another through the river reeds.
Suzanne’s Garden
A friend with a garden, is a very good friend to have.
Disappointment…
tastes bitter, but I am reminded to be thankful
and mindful of this short, fortunate life.
Roses
Blushing coral roses,
you always look so dressed up.
The first day of fall
Red leaves touch my cheek in the blowing wind
and wave farewell as they pass.
Goldenrod in the Fog
Hovering above a field of goldenrod,
the fog lifted slowly and floated away.
Swaying slightly in the cool morning breeze,
the stalks readied themselves for a better view.
Thoughts of Zinnias
Listening to an important financial discussion,
hoping to understand and process the information–
my thoughts kept returning to the zinnias
in my mother’s late summer garden.
Perfect
You are so very perfect
in your imperfection.
Leaves of Paper
Shadows play hide and seek
with the light in a paper garden.
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