Poem Category: Miscellaneous

duck pond
the bread an old girl takes
to bring them

strawberries
our after-lunch picked
from Mum’s clay pots

forest edge
a lone axe lightens
the shadows

an overnight snow
the hills
divided among themselves

first talk of divorce
I follow her outside
into the dusk

lighthouse
over the beach of pebbles
the yacht’s__ pieces

the storm flees…
the moon puddles
at cloud speed

babbling brook
a dragonfly clicks wings
over the lichen rocks

without a wind
the deer turns startled
at what cracked the twig!

turning the yard
the future they must
the new seeds