Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Distant thunder
hailstones still melting
from the sparrow’s nest.

Breathless summer night
just this heat in curved pillows
between us.

A dry wedding
the old sailor fidgets
inside his necktie.

Train platform
an ant crack just wide enough
in the slanting sun.

Footpath coffees
our sponge cakes coming
past a rubbish bin.

Low tide
exposing the underarm odour
of the sea.

New teacher
this year how my violin
has sweetened.

White frost
remaining below
the speckled mushrooms.

Jealous quarrel
a bruised apple turned
in the fruit bowl.

Temple ruins
a wind crossing the stones
with whistles.