blue waves
lap the highway --
cornflowers run amok

slender white light --

magnolia greets the morning

here is my song --
last blossom
such joy
yet so fleeting

the road curves wide ascending
vistas open up --
breathing eases now


* * *


spires of loosestrife
cornflowers and goldenrod --
color-stippled roads

dry stalks shrouded
in greenery

sweet peas and bindweed
clamber and frisk

black ant scurries
across a creamy white
constellation --

queen anne's lace

petaled faces search
for the sunlight

I turn, watching
a dragonfly