Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Temple Buddha
with a lap to sit in
the frog is given the fly.

Busy corner
the mix of our shadows
in the rising sun.

Screen door
his bark at the letters
falling inside.

Just ignoring
the cat food bowl
until their visitors leave.

Autumn ends
oak leaves fluttering
in a butterfly’s dance.

Autumn dusk
the kitchen light deeper
into the garden.

Church wedding
dust stirs
in the sunbeams.

All day alone
then sunset gilds
the autumn leaves.

Web tight,
spider
feeling all the butterflies pass.

Bedroom corner
by moonlight
the crowded spider’s young.