it clings with feathered ice fingers . . . the last vestige of winter, early in the morning . . .
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- ice cream!!!
- still with us . . .
- the first little flower
- ever wishing
- hazard as an opportunity
- day's done . . .
- little wash'd up drift
- st. george's day!
- the boulder outside the art gallery
- fossil shell
- oh my!
- my dad's lakeside bench
- this poem
- the sea
- heckler handling
- an early morning walk
- random
- monk's cove (i)
- trees fall down . . .
- strength
- blue calm
- the speed of colour
- tree talk
- a brave chilly face
- love is a world
- ice rain
- this
- spring river
- sidewalk chalk (i)
- the shadow of my self
- still . . .
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