unwinding toward spring

emerging from the mud

pretty in pink

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