Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Vase of flowers

creeping to the sun

on the table cloth

Wild winds

my mind measuring

the loss of sleep

Star crushed sky

walking it home

over our shoulders

White water rapids

unable to delay

the urges in salmon

Soprano

how vital the applause

should choke

Morning winds

all the yachts rocking

with their share of the swells

Between cities

released pigeons

headed home

After lunch

an octopus tugging, tugging

at the angler‘s sleep

The slow softening

under stones…

a wet weekend

The roaring is found

sunlight in a waterfall

dissolving stones