Ant Mound Poem by Esther Moe

Ant Mound



So still
Perfect little hill
Can't see
What lies beneath
Too Curious
To hold back
I step on it
And so begins
The flurry

Saturday, May 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: insect
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