Assateague Island

[Tiger the Lion]

Sunday, early Spring-
morning opens like a rose, don't need this comma
  welcoming the sun.
...

  An afternoon stroll-
wild ponies crossing the marsh
  by loblolly pines.
...

  Sun beaming through trees
as our shadows stretch eastward, "as our" is a little too much syllable padding
  tall grass waves good-bye.
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  Shadows enhancing
what a body’s language for- a little confusing
  waltzing with the moon.

Each is nice on its own. As a collection, a little polishing would round them out better.