Poem Category: All

high moon
just tumble-weeds passing
the barbed-wire fence

high moon
in returning journeys
the cries of geese

high moon
a moth flutters
between our faces

high moon
a stream of light
bubbling with pebbles

high moon
the pollen counts
in an after-rain

high moon
spring pollinates
on the breeze

high moon
all the still-born
becoming bones

high moon
a pale rainbow
in the waterfall spray