Parked under a tree;
the bees on my bonnet seek
jacaranda blooms.
Tag: spring
Spring

Sun shines; cloudless sky,
lush grass wave at passers by—
I sneeze all the way.
Celebration

Christmas comes early;
baubles on suburban trees:
red bottlebrushes.
Blossoming

Like cream atop pie,
little white dollops on trees—
spring is in the air.
Endurance

Attempting to bloom,
spring putting on a brave face,
for winter’s last week.
