the world
newly illustrated
by frost’s fine lines
Singular Ambition
one acorn
waits to grow
a forest
Beauty’s Second Duty
perfectly pretty
the petaled
mulch
Portals
life passes through
on the way
to the great beyond
Sanctuary
snow in sun
basking leaves
dwell in the sanctuary of now
Taciturn Sky
a rustle of leaves
the sleeting snow
single digits
dip below
Melt
As the earth softens
spring finds hospitality
in the primordial offering of mud.