Poem Category: All

Dance auditions
the winter window
polishing their shoes.

And so ! tucked into bed
she asks for the story
her kitten likes too.

Bathroom mirror
the day brushed into
her tousled hair.

Thunder rumbles
the calf’s after-birth
shaping clouds of flies.

Garden pond
the frog slide silent
from the lily-pad.

Sensing winter
the flame trees also
litter the paths around them.

First birthday
radio songs
turning his head.

Damsel fly wings
bright rain drops
clinging to a leaf.

In baby
the joy of a sigh
suckling my breast.

After school
grandfather behind
the to and fro of her swing.