Dog chain
the taste of his biscuit
a tongue away
Poem Category: All
Poem 6713
Playground
a wind returning their sand
under the swings
Poem 6712
Un-aware
the sky brushes the lake
until the pelican leaves
Poem 6711
Drought‘s end
thunder
tickling at the frog‘s throat
Poem 6710
Winter morning
the inching of a snake
out to the sun
Poem 6709
Into a great silence
a whale rising
among the loose ice
Poem 6708
Hot sultry morning
the naked peach tree
pregnant with buds
Poem 6707
Long drive home
the sleeping tot‘s doll
just nods and nods
Poem 6706
Dance auditions
from the dark seats a thank-you
just that once
Poem 6705
Meadow frost
the way it spends a year
away from the sea
