Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Park bench
waiting for the Emperor moth
to leave first.

Village hall
first night dampens
the girl’s violin.

Office party
the little sound of a slap
sweeping around.

Morning chill
a dog barking a hole
into Sunday.

In the scheme of things
great shading trees know their worth
to breathe out man’s breath.

bridge night
the weight of my partner’s
losing score.

waiting room
a book of haiku
beside poems that rhyme.

in chalk dust
the weight-lifter just holding
the seconds.

fire fly lights
dots on the lake
at the foot of stars.

spring breezes
bees to the apple
blossoms again.