Poem Category: Miscellaneous

Dance auditions
the winter window
polishing their shoes.

Beyond the mower’s edge
leaning back
the daffodils.

Shed clean up
the blind litter of a stray
we thought was a tom.

Lightning
choking the howl
from the dog’s collar.

City outskirts
less brightness now
on leaving the stars.

Picnics with Laurel
of youth, the canoes
of the wild blackberries picked with purple hands.

Its flesh bites my knife
the boar’s Heaven rending squeals
to remain a pig.

the rustle of leaves
ploughing through autumn
the push bike and I.

sunset glory
the gold Minaret calling
a final praise
.

strolling alone
the hearts a moon squeezes
between the rose leaves.