The Versesmith

 The Whirligig #385 Prompt words in red. image by RoxaneLapa   Crow and Hawk sit on a stump . Raven drum s his wings impatiently. Jay, his head bobbing in time, shiver s in the mist . In the distance, the forest pools a blur , as morning casts a ghostly shawl of grey. In a streak of tawny feathers, Owl arrives. The meeting can begin.     ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved     ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved  

  Ronovan Writes Weekly Challenge #424 words: blew and skies warm August winds blew soft dandelion fairies into cloudless skies ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved "Blow away dandelion.  Blow away dandelion."  Dandelion, by The Rolling Stones #haiku #poetryprompt #theversesmith