queen Anne’s lace asphalt
ragged robbins thrive vacant lots
summer color commute
weeds grow wild despite their strife
so my spirit clings and blooms
wild flowers
Little Blue Dragonfly
The flowers are there
Wild and wooly
Unnoticed
In the center
Of hustle and bus fumes
Passed by
Why
Through the seasons
Colors blend
Evolve and become
He knows
Sees
Places to rest
And roost
Awaiting a light skeeter snack
We share the quiet
In the middle of noise
I watch him wait
And in the watching
Find solace