heatwave –
Dali’s clocks
melting
I long for a trip
back
in time
Ana Drobot
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