Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Boy’s butterfly kite
with nothing to snare it
but a summer cloud.

Prison walls
the silence given
to falling snow.

Country road
between skeletons of Pines
the winter puddles.

Front verandah
counted disappearing
the trees into dusk.

Office party
two cocktails melting
in an empty room.

On holidays
a storm in the schoolyard
assembling bins.

The river forks
going along with the moon
to the sea.

The concrete sets
adding the nickname
I had from youth.

Silence
slumped in the kindergarten
with summer heat.

A quiet read
warmer when the log splinters
near night’s end.