Poem Category: Miscellaneous

So gentle
the faint sea echoes
of the conch-shell’s ear.

A quiet read
warmer when the log splinters
near night’s end.

Silence
slumped in the kindergarten
with summer heat.

The concrete sets
adding the nickname
I had from youth.

The river forks
going along with the moon
to the sea.

On holidays
a storm in the schoolyard
assembling bins.

Office party
two cocktails melting
in an empty room.

Front verandah
counted disappearing
the trees into dusk.

Country road
between skeletons of Pines
the winter puddles.

Prison walls
the silence given
to falling snow.