Lily born in mud

Rises above, perfection

To float, without care

Blooms dance along stems

Like a chorus of showgirls

In lavender skirts

Gaping flower maw

Like an eyeless, fierce horror

Devours honeybees

Apple Of My Eye

Ripen, grow your sweetness

Slowly perfect your taste

Draw your substance from the earth

From the rain of heaven

This cannot be hurried, not shortcut

It is you

Sweet perfection cider

Lilies float serene

Tadpoles nibble around leaves

Under skater bugs

Daylily

Daylillies open

For but a day and no more

Enjoy beauty now

I smile for you now

My happy moments sweet shared

Beams to warm you

Seize your day's pleasure

Before the afternoon rain

And the winds of change

Garlic growing wild

See Chihuly everywhere

Organic grace, curves