little monsters

center stripes

ash wednesday

ghost of winter past

deadhead

bird down

charming charlatan

grabbing a fistful of spring

i’m sorry, have we met before?

cycles

sigh.

bronze shields

in a land of feathery tufts and carpets of gold

lowly weed or delicate wildflower?

unlocked

fox tales

because

bowed but proud

acceptance

pale and shivering

fallen angel

not of here

washing away winter

northwest wind

cyclops