Poem Category: All

Card night

your laughs move our peanut shells

across the plastic table.

Crowded bus

the tot showing the inspector

her rag-doll‘s ticket.

A full moon tide

lapping at the jellyfish

pushes them higher.

Sudden showers

watching my watercolours

run into a Picasso.

Crowded bus

the pink on her face

squeezing her doll‘s shyness.

A dry wedding

the old sailor fidgets

inside his necktie.

Midnight swim

in the dunes between beer bottles

our summer clothes.

Entering dusk

a nun slips into

the priest‘s confession.

Hospital bed

on my return from the tunnel

of enfolding white light.

Street worker

each shadow reaching

just where she walks.