Encased within a crystalline structure
Translucent
Worlds untouched – unknown
Tag: Poetry
A Year in the Life of the Garden
The garden has matured as I have grown older.
Old gardens have evolved as new ones emerge.
Plantings encourage new visitors while old friends come and go.
Yet I struggle with new-found freedoms.
Like the gardens I can jump boundaries and begin again. The garden embraces all that is new and all that is unplanned.
Can I do the same?
THE GARDENS IN 12 PHOTOGRAPHS
The Last of the Winter’s Snow
It began as dusk descended, as fine as the sand on a crescent beach
The light from passing cars reflected their crystalline structure
These wind-blown diamonds struck my cheeks It felt as though a thousand pins had assaulted me
Soon the wind died and the snow crystals were attracted to one another as the north and south poles of a magnet
They cascaded bumping into one another combining to create snowflakes
The night was no longer dark – White enveloped the landscape
I awoke to a quiet stillness
Colors of the East
Colors of morning sunrises evoke memories of flowers lost
Subdued or intense, warm or cool
A graduation of shades
Patterns
Windswept desolation
Rows of once green towering stalks
Now cut down and stripped of their yellow gold
Only patterns left
The Iris and the Lily 