A Morning Tapestry
a smudge of gnats
beclouds the morning sky . . .
to paint the joy my soul craves
I write sunshine, a wren singing,
a violet by the wayside
Elizabeth Howard lives in Crossville, Tennessee. She writes poetry and fiction. Her poems have appeared in Comstock Review, Big Muddy, Appalachian Heritage, Cold Mountain Review, Poem, Still, Mobius, Now & Then, Slant, and other journals.