The Sunflower Patch


We found you cloistering
in an enchanting field.
The evening sun setting upon your back,
illuminating your golden highlights,
your ray flowers;
the mosaic of your delicate disc flowers
I watched you sway with the gentle breeze.
I envy your stillness,
as you rest on that hill.

An Ode to Badlands National Park


Sand, slit, clay dancing
within spires and pinnacles
a beauty hidden
until warmed by the sun.

Lush praires awakening
the sky and rock
with her eloquence
as she sustains her mammal guests

Time stands still
as I partake
in your illustrious land.