Vine

New growth

Hairy beginning of leaves, 

Tendrils, 

Morning glory blooms.

Before they painted,

Dr. Suess and Picasso

Must have studied 

Garden art by the master artist,

God.

Peach Petals

Cup of melted gold

Color of a warm soft peach,

Pearly as the conch shell

On Grandma's bookshelf,

Wrapped in green leaves

Reaching for sunshine.

Garden Basket

Woven vines

Frame an airy space,

Room for carrots, squash, peppers

Carrier for produce

Apples, pears, ears of corn

Cradle for visions.

Soft Light

Soft light of morning

Rests on the bloom

Lightens my heart 

As it brightens the room.

Naptime

Never a bad time for a nap. 

Never can get too much rest.

Asleep in the car, coming home from the lake,

Certainly that's the best!

Bright Eye

Christmas Cactus

Blooms in May

We'll pretend 

It's a holiday.

Crown Jewels

The queen of summer 

Wears a crown

A crown of golden posies.

Her cape is bright 

As summer light

With green lace to her toesies.

Candy

A pink as pink as

Cotton candy

Syrupy sweet on a green paper stick.

Marshmallow swirls and 

Sparkles the 

Twinkles in a child's delighted eyes.

Tuba

Shaped just like a tuba

A horn to lead the band

Purple blossom

Catches Sunlight

Sips rain

Plays melodies.

Potential

What is hidden inside a bud?

What secrets of life stir unseen?

What beauty tightly wrapped 

Grows there the petals in between?

What is it waiting there for? 

A word from God? A shaft of sunlight?

A pearl of dew or a droplet of rain?

Tells it the moment is right.

Susan Goes to Kindergarten

In a classroom by the roadway

This shy beginner stood

Just waiting for someone

To call her name.

She was a brand new blossom

Lost in a brand new place

Just too timid to reveal

Her lovely face.

Her yellow curls were tightly combed

Her skirt of green was pressed

Just a few short days till

She'll be teacher's pet.

Milkweed

Bright treasure

Pulsing like wildfire

By the pasture gate,

Drawing paper-white pawns 

And black knights,

Butterflies to your orange rooks.

Butterfly milkweed.

Jessie

When a  little girl finds music,

Her world opens, expands,

Her fingers find:

New paths to wander down,

New roads to dream along.

New corridors to explore,

New passageways to tomorrow.

Queen Anne's Lace

Flowers are poems themselves

Written in God's hand

Sent to touch our hearts

To make us understand

His love for us is priceless

Immeasurable and grand.

He wrote for us the prairie flowers

Love letters 'cross the land.

Jacob

Many flowers bloom on earth.

Many sweet songs are sung.

Many treasures men have found,

Countless stars God has hung.

Many bright treasures wash ashore
Many grand trees spread tall.

Many works of God's design,
Birds and beasts and all.

Nothing compares with one thing,

Nothing is half so fine

Nothing touches the winsome grin 

On the face of this grandson of mine!

Song of Summer

Birdsong 
For music, 

Dancers- bright butterflies,  

Blossoms the backdrop, 

Tree-frogs a chorus,

Cicadas for rhythm,

Sunshine the lighting,

Green leaves for curtains,

The Sweet Song of Summer,

Most wondrous production 

 Opened to grand applause,

Opened in glory,

Opened

On my lawn today.

Orchid White

Face bowed 

The

 Angel watches over

 Sleeping child.

 Halo glows softly. 

Wings curved over 

White-robed shoulders

  White, all white,

 No, pink!

Tinged with pink.

 Green, all green,

 And all white, 

All pink.
White orchid.

Sweet

Strawberry Sweet

On chiffon cake

With

Ice Cream

Sweet, Sweet, Sweet

Mother's Day 

Treat

Not as Sweet 

As the girl 

Who made it.
Sweet!

Seashell

Ocean roars 

And 

Waves crash

I hold the conch

Made of pearl

To my ear.

I feel the sand,

Wet, gritty

Bits of clear glass

And brown stone

Between my toes.

I smell the salty sea.

A seagull swoops

Between the 
Two blues.

Fairy Rose

White as snow

Like a silken bowl

With a dollop of honey

Sprinkle of seeds

Catching

the 

Reflected light.

Yellow Rose

A star fell last night

Bright it glows still

In my morning garden,

Even before the sun is up!

Brought a piece of blue sky glass with it.

Yellow rose.

Soft as a newborn baby's downy hair.

Yellow as lemon pudding 

Cooling in a white bowl.

Tart, fragrant,

Starlit wonder

Yellow rose.

Lunar Lilly

Reminds me of the 

Lunar lander

Is that

Moon dust, I see?

Yellow

Like a little yellow bird

Sweet in the early morning you shine.

Speak joy and light

Sing, "Oh Happy Day!"

You are only one;

Your days are short.

Soon you will fade like the grass,

But you have done your part

Brought sunlight,

Made a heart sing. 

Good job, Little Flower!

Purple Ivy

Little gray ivy

Sporting purple streaks

Life is not all 

Black and white to you!

You push your tiny pink petals

Despite what others think

What they say,

 What they do, or

Where you find yourself.

Good for you!

Come on!

Developpe

Elderly 
Ballerina in white

Commanding her students

In line, dressed 

In tutus of palest pink.

She stands apart

Watching, 

Guiding little feet 

Little legs

In

Pirouettes and Arabesques.

She sees their futures

In her dreams.

Marigold

Brave Marigold

Head high

Face the world

With a smile

Marigold

Singing Sunshine

Marigold 

Zinnias

Flower- shaped

Sunshine

Little 

Flowers on flowers 

Zinnias

Soft Green Bloom

Green 

Soft 

Full

Waxy

Tinged with 

Red

Softened 

By light.

Lobelia

Blue

Mirror 

Images

Sweet Lobelia.

Pinks

Beautiful blur

How things look lately

Colors bright 

And bold.

Pink Lilly

Tired, tuckered out, 

Red-faced child.

Stop for a breath, Dear.

You're awfully flushed;

Here take a drink.