Blue

Of All The Spectrum

Blue's Reputation
Is Seldom Associated With Joy
We Sing the Blues
Hand in Hand with Funk is Blue's Hue
The Blue's are Best Shaken

Rise Up
Time for Blue's Re-Branding
From Dumps to Flower
From Hump to Cloud

From Doldrums to Beauty

Contrast

Flower Side Flower

Contrasting In Size

Clothed In Divine Brilliance

Such Beauty is Self-Evident

Or Should Be If We Pause

No Need For Designer Labels

Or Third-World Sweatshops

Churning Out This Season's Creations

Character

Character Etches

Lines And Swirls And Distinctions

True To Who We Are

The Gathering

Invitations Sent
An Assemblege of Colour

Reach Out In Friendship

Nutriant

Face Set to Sunlight

Drawing Life From Energy

Creation In-Breathed

Sensual

Nature unfolding

An orgasm of colour

Calling its lovers

Play

Some days its o.k. just to chase our tail
To go round and round, like a maypole dance
Some days its o.k. to prance at our shadow
Peter-Panning with pixie dust in a game of hide and seek
Some days we need to splash in puddles
Dance with our umbrellas inside out and laugh out loud...

Fan Dancer

Celebrating the rite of spring
Spinning in a sacred circle
The dancer embraces the drum beat
Beating like a pulsing heart
It is an ode to joy
An acknowledgement of rebirth
The ground is awakening
And beauty is pushing upward

Clock Tower

Anchoring a facsimile of the town square
A clock tower stands
The pretense that others care
That time is passing
That surprises happen
That longings emerge
With the passage of the suns rising and setting
Sundials have been exchanged for nanoseconds
Patience and waiting 'twittered' away
In endless syllables
Of meaningless chatter
Conversions once spoken in timelessness

Shed

Rooftop hermitage

Follows the sun's pilgrimage
Day's rhythm is marked

Rooftop Garden

A question that makes the masters laugh

"Does a tree planted on the rooftop make a sound?"
With begging bowl in hand
Seeds are scattered
And rooted in an emerging
Greening of soul

Sails

These pyramids of our own making

Are anchored on the horizon

Waiting to catch the wind

Masts on landlocked concrete giants

Linear obelisks of rivets and steel

Awaiting the Pharaohs of our day

Light

It surprises us

Infusing the concrete horizon

A prism of the spirit

Laughing at our seriousness

A sacred invitation to joy

Nesting on the roof top

Gift of Spring

The Awakening

Winter's Greening Emerges

Spring Bestows Its Gifts

The Stroll

The Journey Taken

Migrations`s Longing Fulfilled

Time To Smell Spring`s Bloom

Colour

Monochromatic

Staging Backdrop Unveiling

Nature`s Winged Beauty