Poem Category: Miscellaneous

glass house

the push of tomatoes

out of time

thaw loosens

the mountain snow…

cabin‘s fireplace out of wood

passing your house

in shadows

the door key under that red pot

grandfather clock

the chimes

stirring my hair

spider sting

in the thrashing of the moth

its life-force

glass house —

the tomato scent

a moment years ago

cold back yard

our potted herbs

scent the moon

idle traffic

the leaves of the late autumn

passing by

guiding us

into safe harbour

buoy lights in the rain

the tenth reunion

trying to recall

other school faces