Dahlia postmortem—
 
too much water in the pot
 
drowned the poor tubers.

 
 

In an old clay pot
 
a tuberous begonia
 
flaunts three scarlet blooms.

 
 

Weeks after Easter
 
cream-white dahlias are blooming
 
in an old brown pot.

 
 

In an old clay pot
 
new white dahlias are blooming—
 
a black phoebe sings.

 
 

In an old clay pot
 
some violas keep blooming—
 
April slips away.

 
 

With help from a breeze,
 
spent plum blossoms settle down
 
in an old clay pot.

 
 
 

The first tulip—white—
 
in a terracotta pot
 
greets the morning light.

 
 
 

In an old clay pot
 
a mouse shelters all night long—
 
the owl goes hungry.

 
 
 

early autumn show—
 
a pot of crimson dahlias
 
like a hearth ablaze

 
 
 

on the patio
 
blooming in a bright-blue pot—
 
yellow nasturtiums