My Garden Waits Under a Blanket of Spring

My garden waits under a blanket of spring

gently rippled snow comforting to the earth

drowsing buds protected by the cover

will burst and pour forth

hot, humid mornings, big yellow spiders and baskets of green beans

this heavy cover now protects, will melt and nourish.

I am preparing for my fourth annual poetry reading and art exhibit, this year entitled “Coming Spring”. Read about it on my “What’s New?” blog, and if you’re in the Pittsburgh area I’d love to see you there.