Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Meteor passing
a sign the earth
is still of the stars.

The storm lulls, wakes
I feel the pattern
over my sleep.

Un-rented house
the autumn change too
hovers in its trees.

Waiting their turn
the quietness
of the string puppets.

Bridge views
the lake in silence
pulled by the moon.

first snow
crows shaking off
their mottled coats.

how moon-bright
the ice melt
held in stones.

winter moon
his graffiti tag drying
in the wind.

well water
never able to ebb
with the pull of the moon.

mountain spring
from its lips of stone
the taste of earth.