Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Twilight

lips taking the salt in

from the sea‘s breeze

A dawn lake

spreading ripples

our silent oars

All is winter

the stillness of the snow

drooping Pines

Park bench

under a cicada



One of us listens, one of us

Family court

a pooling in the child‘s eyes

…being brave

Clouds mingle

soaking into the forest

the smell of leaves

Between boulders

the canoeist bails

some rapids out

Bed of sunflowers

absorbing bags

of blood and bone

Harvest

a row of cabbage heads

pops out of the fog

Padded bar stool

her long green iced drink

alone