Poem Category: Miscellaneous

as songs
turn to chorus
summer sunrise

the road traffic hums
under the shade of the bridge
lights flash at evening

around the great hall
a prayer bell rings
chants from the grey monks

to the rooms of monks
the early bell peels
cold in a grey fog

a tarot reading
her bangles and chains
jingle… jangle

electric drill
his jagged holes
behind the picture frame

tarot night
the black cat licks
her white spot

spring thaw
out to the merry sun
the lace curtains

I know only
after the rain
enough seeds will be parents

on the earth
after rain
enough seeds copy the parents