Poem Category: All

A foggy lake
she dives in
still alone when she rises.

Solo
following a pink light spot
the tall show girl.

Thunder storm
how the rose petals cling
to the garden path.

Children’s beach
our ‘Come back out loves’
lost in the wind.

Being dawn
tree after tree
the shadows stretch.

Scotch on ice
the whisky-grained caw
of a crow.

Laurel’s moved in – –
now hers are the wet prints
from the shower screen.

Hitchhiker
a hint of story
in her highway tales.

Highway curve
the full white heart
of a full moon.

sunset streets
so fragrant the honeysuckles
halt my jog.