Poem Category: Miscellaneous

end of drinks
her birthday’s
middle age

garden
dew growing aphis
on the buds of May

bonsai garden
flies here too
polish their wings

open window–
she lisps quietly
“Journeys of the geese”

in his studio
your painting
with your naked sketches

candle flickers
the after-dinner mints
pushed to her

eyes of the snowman–
in a melting spring
children’s laughter

crime novel…
the geese honks
across my windows

a summer’s heat–
our watermelon’s
shared chill taste

peach tree buds
overnight
our future in pies