Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Young crow
some road kill
tasting like family.

Between cities
released pigeons
heading home.

Zen garden
steel rusts
on the resting rake.

Maples down our street
one keeping two
gold autumn leaves

Country town
inspecting it
the rise and rise of the circus.

Moon-edged clouds
across the pond
the glitter of fireflies.

Lime-stone caves
letting my phone film
a million years.

A patch of moon
another wrestle of toms
in our garden bed.

Latin dance class
the impossible stir of hips
for the next tango.

Clouds rush
sunspots caught out
in the garden.