Poem Category: All

Far from home
the jury racked over
the profits of crime.

Morning breeze
sundial and blossoms
in the same dance.

Exploring the venus trap
others have gone to
a green sting fly.

School children
into every parked car
their afternoon rush.

Sundial garden
only the green water-wheel
moving in the mist.

Going around
the sick friend’s garden
rain drizzles.