Poem Category: Miscellaneous

in salt-pan smells

dragonflies mate

along the breeze

book of moths

opened on the table

a windowed sun

book of insects

a cricket‘s mate calls

under the floor boards

library book

the curl of pressed black hair

uncurls

house auction

a bid from the telephone

raising ours again

fine music

the waiting room‘s cream

leather lounge

first snow

crows shaking off

their mottled coats

spring breezes

bees to the apple

blossoms again

our canoe rows past

horses sip the river

one at a time

concealed track

the forest breeze

keeps me in birdsongs