Poem Category: Miscellaneous

alone now…
yet someone beyond
looks to the returning geese

a sunset shines–
the river thaw
falls in rainbows

what fun to show!
the apple blossoms dance
in their first breeze

what if
all full moons could infuse
the river so!

such a low moon
framed
by the doorway

low moon
shadows of me here
in the doorway

a leg bone healing…
here in these countless shapes
the sunsets bring me

renovations
—so unfinished
with the moon inside

midnight storm
the smallest pushed
from the doves

clenched hands
the Oak leaves too
in autumn winds