Poem Category: Miscellaneous

fizzing up the sand
toe to toe
the faintest surf.

in that moment
the well-water moon
shines back.

home late
grabbing at my sleeve
the sharpest rose thorn.

drawn to a stone mouth
inch by inch
the well bucket moon.

pool lights
our skinny dipping
to the brightest middle.

wall of fog ‘
in the whiskey bottle
my Saturday night.

between towns
the immense starlight
around, before us, ahead.

midnight wind
fire light throbbing
over her crime novel.

Little league soccer
beside his mother
the father’s urgent voice.

Clear cold light
on the kitchen table
only the passage of the moon.