Poem Category: Miscellaneous

snow fall
painting the yard
through curtain lace

church bells
split my eyes
in a Sunday sleep

goldfish
peeing damn pee
in the bowl

hailstones
redden the bed
strawberries lay in

a kite’s tail
chokes the church saint
I believe in

in a sunbeam
I could not know
the moth so close

poker
my hand’s chance
to win the lot

the coffee pot boils–
I cannot join
my Zodiac stars

our coffees boil–
lost in the stars
the infinite

from the egg
its first cheeps
making the parents forage