Best Poem of W.I. Stoneberger

Tiny Harlequin
on the seedbowl
- disappears. . . .
Read the full of Chickadee
Late June
Summer oozed
from the night sky
leaving behind
sweat-slick stains
on the morning sheets.

Heat dripped
from the crevices
pooling into puddles
of perspiration
of possibility. . . .
Read the full of Late June