FROM HERE TO NOWHERE
One day they just appeared- The spore droppers; transient, strange, Golems grown from mulch and rain; Hallucinatory, magic, Circling in this world A Fairy Ring; Spongy, cushioned Seat for toads to take A sweet repose; Volva, skirted stipe, gills and cap, Morphing towards their final act- Disappearing, in a puffball of smoke.
Rhiannon is a poet and short story writer with a deep love for nature’s wild green world. She has had work published in Writer’s Forum, The Dawntreader and Reach Poetry magazine.
Flight of the dragonfly 