Mushrooms
After three
days of rain
white-capped
mushrooms
litter the grass
like umbrellas
abandoned
when the sun
came out.
© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved
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Yes, of course, you are welcome to use it--I was hoping...November 6, 2025 - 3:31 pm by lsteinglass
Who knows if you are still looking at comments five years...November 6, 2025 - 3:01 pm by Suzi W.
Snowfog is the perfect word and this poem is just all-around...December 27, 2020 - 8:50 am by Liz Garton Scanlon
So beautiful, Liz. Love the haiku and the sense of peace...December 26, 2020 - 11:36 am by Michelle Barnes
Great simiile! Hopefully the sun will actually come out.