Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Family court
a pooling in the child’s eyes
being brave.

Empty platform
following the express trains
the morning’s paper.

Dog chain
the taste of his biscuit
a tongue away.

Palm reader
a strange disturbance
hand to hand.

Circus lights
seeping from her balloon
‘Its tiny orange breaths’.

Suddenly awake
blinking at the lightning
city lights.

Sunday morning
a tiger moth in danger
of my mower blades.

His first school day
I must wait, pruning the bonsai
in the patio’s sun.

Opening night
over the city
lightning fingers.

Picnic coming from the trees
smoothing her jeans
she offers me a flower.