Poem Category: Miscellaneous

garden path
a patch of first snow
the thaw left behind

living alone…
‘A spring thaw’
I whisper to the dog

rows of grapes
I stroll beside
with the horse’s reins

insomnia-
the teenager also
in the next room

late afternoon
the ebb tide gathered
returns to the shore

her tickled palm-
the tot returns a beetle
to the tree

ant acid
how quickly
their foes end

I turn the winch-
and the well-water pail
comes up dancing- jazz

on the horizon-
such a large moon
leaving the sea behind

her park
through crunches of white frost
the school girl- runs