Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Meadow frost
the way it spends a year
away from the sea.

Sunday afternoon
giggling
her dog’s quick shake of its bath.

Stone path
the gold autumn leaves
shoe shuffle deep.

A dawn breeze stirs
into the fish pond
a leaf lets the moon.

Sky dive
every fear at the door
coming together.

After the movie
a park bench bearing fruit
a small red apple.

Fair grounds
from police to the cola can
the lost child’s stare.

Two loud shrieks!!
the child’s torchlight
into the parrot’s cage.

Eggs on toast, coffee
a nearly forgotten dream
coming to mind.

The slow softening
under stones
a wet weekend.