Poem Category: Living Elderly

living elderly–

neighbours commute

to the same bus times

living elderly–

only me on the rose bed

to dig the sunshine in

living elderly–

how the apples grow

enough leaves to shade

living elderly–

in the quiet on a brook

the silver moon

living elderly–

scenting the rain washed by it

the white rose

living elderly–

their crunch SO delights

autumn leaves across the lawn

living elderly–

in the eucalypt shadows

I melt

living elderly–

once in a blue moon

the moon on well-water

living elderly–

through mists of morning

the busy street outside

living elderly–

through the bedroom door

on rusted hinges