Poem Category: All

The break
in a fog that clings
the pale winter moon.

Masking
a face of the devil
the birding fox.

Sudden stop – –
the wind withdraws
from tumbleweeds.

last bus home
moons in the puddles
overspilling.

the new year
its first note
from our clarinet trio.

busy streets
the dodging hiss
of their rain coats.

mum’s singing
on the kitchen table
our homework stopped.

in a solitude
the corners of the room
from a round table.

garden shed
showers darkening
the see-through rusts.

shaking his bread crusts
back and forth
the school-yard magpie.