Fairy Circles
Early grass wet, cool.
Mushrooms growing in the round,
Nature’s fungi art.
I lie down for the picture
And
hear the fairies singing.
Robin Dake
The sun fades at last
so a paragraph of light
can
tell us the tale.
Joan E. Cashin
twister
tangled in your blues
Kelly Sargent
gypsy
moth wanderings before my wings
Kelly Sargent
stripping off
soaked garments
socks
still dry
Jerome Berglund
kingdom builders
roofing
and
gutters
Jerome Berglund
in a trench
a quarrel between soldiers
over
a property line
Eugeniusz Zacharski
peace talks
the sky gathers
in
shades of grey
Anju
Kishore
storm alert —
the sky a screech
of parrots
Anju Kishore
thunderstorm —
the night
keeps
breaking
Anju Kishore
tornado
then blue sky then family albums in the rubbles
John Zheng
golden
grass in flying manes chasing our car
John Zheng
summer week
all the bedrooms filled
in
grandma’s house
Barrie Levine
city heat . . .
all-day panting
in
the dog park
Barrie Levine
midnight dip
how warm
the
fondue
Sharon Ferrante
I get too close
then
he leaves me
owl on the lamppost
Sharon Ferrante
shhhh…
says the wind
to
the reeds
Sharon Ferrante
