Poem Category: Miscellaneous

office meeting
memories of a holiday
on the sands of a beach.

winter wood shed
a mother cat’s
mountain-lion hiss

a grey breeze
the Tulip cups
spilling some drizzle

warmed by stars
the owl’s a mind
of mice holes

sometime between the quakes
the cheval mirror
cracked to mirrors

grandma’s garden
our shadows moving
to touch and talk

the praying Mantis
so stiff
in its praise to dawn

potter’s wheel
spinning the earth
from clay to vase

the snow’s turning
of our back yard
— the bare branches

midnight
junk mail into the wind
into the streets