Poem Category: All

Brushing the sundial
the Christmas tree
axed for fire-wood.

Sundial garden
the tiger moth gives up
to the spider’s venom.

Garden sundial
the landing owl folds
some moonlight in.

Sundial garden
our cat’s litter
no two playing in the same way.

Sundial garden
a butterfly wings
in and out of the breeze.

Garden vines
grapes on a white lattice
sprinkled with rain.

Garden sundial
after a job interview
time to reflect.