Author: Lauren Mirs

the waterlily
of her countenance belies
her wildfire

down a country road
immense flocks of startled birds
rise like a dust storm

dry grasses dangle
like fingers playing ragtime
composed by the wind

the fate of each star
intricately intertwined
the constellations

summer’s symphony
a monarch sails through June
like a melody

a bullfrog exhales
a dusty accordion
serenades the pond

studying the waves
as if he’s asking questions
the sea can’t answer

butterflies zig zag
like embroidery stitches
through spring’s tapestry

blurry lily pads
develop like Polaroids
near the pond’s surface

the cool whisper
of the story of the wind
its pages turning