Poem Category: Miscellaneous

a full moon
clad in white
the stone nude.

tooth fairy
the gap that whistles
from her yawn.

With claws locked on bark
my stance is proud beyond kings
I hawk, primal made.

Magpie
letting the light gather
around her cracking egg.

Lily pad
pink for the moment
a breeze lifts its skirt.

Distant thunder
behind dripping trees
shadows of the red apples.

Dinner table
coming in with the dog
his sad hungry stares.

Family lunch
arranging thin ripe tomato rings
around the cool white plate.

Bathroom mirror
the day brushed into
her tousled hair.

Thunder rumbles
the calf’s after-birth
shaping clouds of flies.