Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Ending my apology
the fountain pen blobs
her photo facing me.

Shopping with mum
one last tiny sulk
outside the pet-shop window.

Puppet
sitting up in his trunk
where the show-girls are.

Chasing joggers
just barbed wire
in the guard dog’s eyes.

Entering dusk
a nun slips into
the priest’s confession.

Herb garden
the wife hosing Basil
fills my head with scent.

Dance auditions
the winter window
polishing their shoes.

Beyond the mower’s edge
leaning back
the daffodils.

Shed clean up
the blind litter of a stray
we thought was a tom.

Lightning
choking the howl
from the dog’s collar.