Poem Category: Miscellaneous

trellis grapes–
each globe ripened
with summer

behind the restaurant
the bin cats…
an old fight

school park
the increasing pitch
in squeals and swings

thunder
clouds rushing
the summer showers

black-edged winter sky
no sound to the dog
slinking to shelter

lunch-time break…
you let yourself in
to straighten our fight and mess

night of winds
as far as sleep goes
nearly lifting the tin roof

the moon peering in
lifts the well water
to curve itself

morning in fog…
the breakfast passes
to lunches for school

wet
on the new laid path
the smell of old bricks