Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Baby-sitting daughter
the scowl on her face
Saturday night.

Fruit bowl
no student yet painting
the apple’s bruise.

Grandfather clock
chimes tingling
the tot’s covered ears.

Washing-suds
cling to her elbow
our talk of divorce.

Winter mists
crossing the lake
with silent oars.

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.