Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Bees buzz the flowers
before I can call out
the child steps back.

Express train
the steel bridge shaking
its rattles out.

Gurgling stream
with just the moon to follow
…following.

Office meeting
berated by her boss
with a pimple on his nose.

Ah! almost summer
a school boy fishing
from the old wood bridge.

Week day harbour
the glinting of boats
only gulls come to.

Winter is all bare
just the solitary jabs
from a woodpecker.

All is winter
the stillness of the snow
drooping Pines.

First date
bubbles leaving
the warm champagne.

So headstrong
gunning into the life of a Pine
the wood pecker.