Mushrooming silence rattles,
The dark outliers of tree trunk,
Contrasts bright moonlit sky.
Mushrooming imagination strengtens,
The impeccable line of their army,
Contrasts irregular rampant mushroom spurt.
Mushrooming wind silences,
The bright street lights,
Contrasts pangs of gloom.
Mushrooming omens signal,
The moon moves adjacent her favourite constellation,
Contrasts hard-working ants scurrying farther.
61 words; free verse.