Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Mouse in the corn
some scarecrow shade
under the old girl’s dress.

Bag-woman asleep
the bus stop crowd
standing guard.

Midnight swim
our hands wiping moonshine
from each other’s face.

Slide me whole to waves
no hillside grave with dank soils
creeping down to sea.

retching waves
Laurel sifts the debris
a piece at a time.

from the birding cat
my eyes pass over
the sprinkled parts.

Last guest leaves
a faint mist gathers
at the streetlight.

All day alone
next door
their sunflower nods and nods.

Star spelled
fairy ferns sprinkle snow
to the breeze.

Windy church yard
the confetti spirals
dance with themselves.