after lightning–
beside the river
a cracked boulder
Poem Category: Miscellaneous
3559
talking alone–
in a word
she has no future
3558
a wing beat–
the hummingbird
catches my eye
3557
hammock
lightens Sunday’s heat
I sway in
3553
sunset
the last prayers
the Minaret calls
3552
wind all day–
the web repairs
the spider is caught in
3550
un-gloved—
for all to see
the pledge of her diamond
3549
perfumed
all at once—
the office lift
3548
the family car
we polish monthly–
the reach of the tots
3542
spacing them
should fit the shelf
Father’s urn– his model boat