watching the spring street
sitting on my window seat
in the fresh green hour
watching the people
in the sunshine of their lives
burgundy flowers
lemon butterflies
share a moment with the birds
......
When you think of flowers
blooming you think of the
stages they must go through-
to get to the point of being
admired by the world, even
captivating a lover's eye-
as if it is waiting to be plucked and cherished eagerly.
But the ones I cherish
bloom in my heart. You planted
them there so unexpectedly.
......
a burgundy bloom
sunset colored deepest red
a bright day garden
and lush green surrounds
in the silence of summer
warm winds are blowing
peach sunshine gleaming
as I sit on my porch stair
......
I was reclining upon soft pillows, in my spacious window seat,
Savoring pretty views and sunshine, while I nibbled on a treat.
Alternately I read my novel, and gazed on the tranquil scene,
As one gazes at blue sky clouds, to ponder why they're cream!
Though content in this moment, lately I'd been feeling bored-
That my life was so unexciting, no adventure would be untoward.
Perhaps I needed a vacation, to observe new places and things,
......
the tangerine sun shone bright
passions were so much deeper
the pace of life much faster
kaleidoscopic
wonder and newness of joy
in the garden of dreaming
where sunset skies rained rubies
endless beginnings
watching the spring street
sitting on my window seat
in the fresh green hour
watching the people
in the sunshine of their lives
burgundy flowers
lemon butterflies
share a moment with the birds
......
When you think of flowers
blooming you think of the
stages they must go through-
to get to the point of being
admired by the world, even
captivating a lover's eye-
as if it is waiting to be plucked and cherished eagerly.
But the ones I cherish
bloom in my heart. You planted
them there so unexpectedly.
......
The blue jays are converging, at the top of the garden wall,
Singing their new old songs, in the young days of summer,
And spell-casting sluggish heat, holds all in a dreamy thrall,
Until dazzling golden skies, have darkened to a rich umber.
The blue jays meet there daily, in a big conference of colors,
Warbling their joys and concerns, amongst the hued blooms,
While red butterflies attend other gatherings, at other hours,
In the lemony air of sunny days, redolent in spicy perfumes.
into blue gardens
spurred by the beckoning sun
and fragrant lovelies
hydrangea bliss
too long gone, forget me not
sapphire cornflowers
songs through the grapevine
and irises navy blue
......
joy in the garden
among peach, reds, plums and green
peace and beauty rose
cherry blossom scents
sweethearts in the blue lilies
cat frisks with daisies
in reddish sunset
orchids of many colors
......