Poem Category: All

bridge traffic

moving beyond me

the honk of the geese

grandma‘s window

grandfather‘s peach tree

in fruit again

moonless

the window to the stars

we dream in

home late

grabbing at my sleeve

the sharpest rose thorn

fireflies

their jazz in moonlight

around my face

flickers of sleep

in late-night blues

the radio‘s jazz

sunset hour

the weight of a freight train

steaming to town

a winter storms

the bobbing of daffodils

under the downpipes

hearing the night

sousing with winter

in the downpipes

last orange rays

how the stars wheel

about Creation