Mushroom Forest

The cool shade --
   an oasis from the sultry, sparkling sun --
Embraces the damp ground
And its mushrooms:
   stems and caps springing up
One by one,
   gathering around an old tree stump
One, two, three inches high.

On one sat a hookah smoking catepiller
   Alice stretching her neck to chat.
On another fluttered a fairy
   over staying from the night.
By another a dragonfly soared
   fencing with a lady bug.

That færie inch-world thrived with
   its cares and lives.

©2000, John A. Mills