Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Ice-cream parlour…

a passing school girl‘s

sudden pirouette

In today‘s picked flowers

a thorn

has found my blood

A favourite song

still playing

with the radio, off

Damsel fly wings



bright rain drops

clinging to a leaf

Clothes line – –

cormorants drying

outstretched wings

White rapids

roaring at the boulders

before the river falls

Street cafe‘

a newspaper wind

bending at the corner

Sunset spreads

husband‘s last coat of paint

to our front fence

Lead-light windows

only the dawn

crowding our church

Sail-board race

a flash of dragonflies

in the river‘s reeds