Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Country roads
bending into the stars
our motor-bike lights.

Spring returns
down from timeless journeys
the gypsy geese.

Holiday cottage
the sleepiness of tots
carried inside.

Cafe’ breakfast
stirring around sunrise
the autumn winds.

Pointing for the child
along my arm
the Southern Cross.

Storm passing
a few sunflower shadows
drawn by the moon.

Drought ends
bubbling under the bridge
a gaggle of stones.

Fifth birthday
yawning as she yawns
her black puppy.

Bubble bathed
the tiny tot wrapped
in her towel’s cartoons.

Quiet studio
as it becomes a portrait
around his sketches of you.