Poem Category: All

thunder to lightning
the leaves fly around us
all the walk home

midnight lightning
begins to bend
the river

herding
our grape vine leaves
the corner wind

letter box
the wire fence
dangled with dew

before opening,
my pen pal’s pink mail
in her daughter’s words

meditation
paused
phone call

lover’s settee
trying it on
in the salesroom

puppies playing
over the long grass
magnolias’ soft falls