Cracks Run

Grass in pavement cracks
runs across the black top
like green rivulets of lava
surging, overflowing banks,
creating new avenues
until weed killer spray
browns growth in its tracks;
sea water blackens
molten stone into granite plugs
as steam scowls skyward
until somewhere else a shift
in surface sprouts another crack,
and dormant roots seek escape.

Diane Webster’s goal is to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday life, nature or an overheard phrase and to write. Diane enjoys the challenge of transforming images into words to fit her poems. Her work has appeared in El Portal, North Dakota Quarterly, Eunoia Review, and other literary magazines. She also had a micro-chap published by Origami Poetry Press.