Signs of Life : or, Post 100
Hyacinth : You do not push aside last year's cast off leaves with your new green life / but push through / Emerging a surprise from under cloak of snow.
Marsh Marigold : Coming up from your green beads under the soil / soon carpeting the ground with yellow star flowers before the trees overshade you / only to turn to dust as summer comes, and wait again.
Daffodil : I garden only as a clown, tripping over rocks on hills / when all at once I saw you there, you sprouting daffodils / challenging my words' worth.
Snowdrops : The first bulb to flower, small and hiding yourself in the back lot / lost among the brown leaves and ivy / waiting for someone to notice when you set out your hanging white flowers.
Feverfew : You never die back, no matter the snow, and flourish in the crack between pavement and wall / Some take your leaves for herbs / Some would remove you from here.
Rhododendron : Broken to pieces by storms a year ago and your remnant bent by this year's snows / what we left standing in hope held its buds all winter / You look like summer on a sunny winter's day.
Laughing : Your cement body shattered / we have said we will discard you / You sit by the symbol of fertility and life, laughing.
All photos taken on the property, January 26, 2011. Words inspired by SHolsted.