Poem Category: Garden Sundial

Sundial garden
footprints to the tool shed
caught in snow.

All in star time
to the garden pond …
a billion years.

Garden sundial
slowly rocking the mantis
prays for some shade.

Garden sundial
mother’s house
sold without it.

Garden sundial
an ice frost
that was snow this week.

Both tyres flat
a child’s bike beginning rust
against the sundial.

Suddenly there
a magpie on the sundial
shading midday.

Sundial garden
lingering … the scent of basil
plucked for dinner.

Garden quiet
up and over the sundial
ants in a hurry.

Midday winds- –
the sand dunes sifted
to the sea.