I'm continuing with my April project of a cinquain-a-day (using the 2/4/6/8/2 cinquain format); the poems are cross-posted to Twitter as part of Lansing Online News's National Poetry Month Poem/a/day (hashtag LONpoem). I'm hit-or-miss as far as poem quality, but I've been having fun with the process. Here's the 6th in the series.
ants move about
in their underground world.
Meanwhile, worms, eyeless, turn remnants