Poem Category: Miscellaneous

In the showroom car
the man sits for some time
then… then walks out.

Autumn falls
brushing others
the gold oak leaves.

spreading the sun
from the honey jar
our kettle whistles.

sea of stars
the desert palms under
wave in a breeze.

an all over love
licked whenever
the puppy’s tot stumbles

Vintage car
owning… driving…
the first man’s joy.

Temple grounds
a gardener’s gloves resting
in a Buddha’s lap.

Sunset trees
a cabbage moth ‘almost’ lost
in the gold of autumn leaves.

the long rains end
all over my guitar
unfamiliar notes.

the wide white mountain
then in whose dream
a snow leopard.