Poem Category: All

Crow caws
deepening
the city’s fog.

Foaming
around the bend
river boulders.

Sprouting
seeds from fruit bats
the cave’s mouth.

Separated …
a cave bat hangs itself
from the fig tree.

After the storm
tulips brimming
with moonshine.

Supported as softly
as the lake’s moon
our rubber canoe.

An owl hoots—
the stream’s murmur
agog with stones.

Camp fire …
poked for my thoughts
with a burnt stick.

Storks at low tide …
old men wading
in short shorts.

Telescope
out of infinity
the red plains of Mars.