Poem Category: All

Southern Aurora

the ship‘s cat

stepping more lightly.

Rain drizzles

clouds parting at times

for the moon‘s aura.

And so ! tucked into bed

she asks for the story

her kitten likes too.

Family lunch

arranging thin ripe tomato rings

around the cool white plate.

Back from school

me following me into

our shabby house.

Snow melt

quietly murmuring

about stones.

Ship rails

to the far green ocean

falling for a moment.

School holidays

spitting on her daughter

to wipe the rouge away.

After the hail

she hands me ravished peaches

with the bruises cut out.

Limp sails

after the fog lifts

the curves of porpoise.