On a distant tree Silhouette of a heron Against the dawn sky.

In the old mirror She sees a network of lines Mirror must be cracked

From the undergrowth The hungry rail emerges Food is on its mind.

She thinks she is fine Her damp pillow betrays her Her heart in pieces

Like a homeless guy In solitude the shell lies Is it still alive?

Wild white grass flowers Swaying in a daylight breeze Sweet sweet surrender.

Two bugs having sex Under cover of a leaf Peeping me saw them.

An army of crabs Spread out on a seaside rock Crabby rock concert.

The call of nature The dog excretes its manure Just don’t step on it.

Small kids having fun They are such a joy to watch I was a kid once.