Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Grandmother‘s chair

her knitting needles clack

into the night

Sea snake

the moon follows its slither

along the beach

Drawing the curtains

to stand in it

my vacation‘s first dawn

Tossed sleep

the passage of the moon

across the window

The park‘s doves

sharing loneliness

in my sandwich

A foggy lake

she dives in…

still alone when she rises

Lily pad

also green with dawn

the old frog

Wall of fog

ahead of us

tail lights disappearing

Winter mists

crossing the lake

with silent oars

Tumbling

over the waterfall

the moon white river