Poem Category: Garden Sundial

Far from home
the jury racked over
the profits of crime.

Bassinet
by the garden sundial
the baby suckling toes.

Garden sundial
between horizons
the coloured hours.

Eucalypt trees
speckled on the sundial
the start of the day.

Sundial garden
no moon yet, but the white roses
gently glow.

The Doberman’s walk
dragging our neighbour
… her quick wave.

Sundial garden
being alarmed at first
to the hive’s gentle hum.

On the sundial
mother’s gold ring
while she gardens.

Garden sundial
a magpie on the canary’s cage
suddenly flies off.

Garden sundial
the autumn clouds
fickle with time.