Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Linen closet
between the blankets
last winter’s flu.

Coins on the snow
how loved as she gropes
in school girl gloves.

No hint of surf
only the feel of quicksand
between the child’s toes.

Her dance class tonight
such joy to utterly flirt
in these Latin rhythms.

Waterfall mists
giving the fairy ferns
their rainbow tears.

Freight train
giving its whistles
the loneliness of night.

Autumn leaves
in and out of the rustle
falling between trees.

Bright orange dawn
with the others
the fading star of Venus.

Zen garden
the bonsai too drawing
its first spring sap.

Family reunion
our stories growing bolder
in mother’s kitchen.