showing off
its badass tattoos
crosswalk pole

winter thaw ~
the bus tire’s reflection
a puddle
warm heater ~
in chill wind expands
white clouds
misty sun ~
the shadows o’ firs
glow white
early dusk ~
shades itself ’hind firs
full moon
frosty morn ~
’neath the orange leaves
a sign says <STOP>