starlit
night
the dark blanket
full of holes
Srinivasa Rao Sambangi
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