Poem Category: The distance

albatross wings
the distance
its shadows are washed

rabbit burrow
the distance
to the school boy’s stick

wind in her hair
the distance
to its touch on my face

talking of divorce
the distance
the split still hurts

from a birth slap
the distance
to the first cry

frogs leaping
the distance
in the sounds of water

perfumed roses
the distance
our tot will tip-toe

buoy lights
the distance
the harbour glitters

faces in a window
the distance
the moon shines mine

star-peppered
the distance
a frog scatters the pond