The same direction
eagle wings
in the sound of the wind.
Poem Category: All
Poem 158
Turning the corner
first warmth of spring
along the hallway.
Poem 174
The beach roasts
a blonde passing
drips sea on my skin.
Poem 193
Tourist resort
choosing our memories
from the post-card rack.
Poem 209
Nursing home
mistake after mistake
their faded tattoos.
Poem 225
Fig trees
the night’s thunder shaking
some fruit bats out.
Poem 241
Cicada in the tree
becoming more like us
the child listens.
Poem 257
Full udder …
scratching her day’s itch
on the old barn door.
Poem 274
Winter frost
limp with the river
little bags of kittens.
Poem 290
Winter ends
under the walk bridge
a bubbling river.
