Playing Tag
from the Blue Book (pebm) (varied)
playing tag
swallows cartwheel
summer away 54
cold moon
the same colour
as frost 55
spider thread
no part glimpsed
twice 56
summer door
evening breeze
tugs my sleeve 57
dew
up too late
to see it 58
seed heads
harakeke flax
black death 59
thunder clap
another bill
in the mail 60
big feet
now the pathway
not so long 61
air freshener
smell of the Rockies
in my car 62
cloud palaces
cabbage moths
disappear 63
stop motion
on the deck
a cricket 64
graveyard
fourteen dead caterpillars
saving three...no four 65
deck chair
always hiding one side
from the sun 68
windy day
soft drink machine
drowns the noise 71
storm grate
leaves inch
towards oblivion 72
dirty dishes
window bee
wishes to leave 73
dry fields
no grass between
sheep tracks 74
muggy afternoon
sitting on school bags
too soon for the bus 75
cloudy day
every third car
gray 77
empty bar
Mr Cohen sings
hallelujah 79
sound
of the west wind
Buddhist om 82
paler sun
west wind blows
autumn east 83
autumn secrets
sunshine reveals
them all 86
thunder
fooled by that motor bike
again 87
my reflection
startled by what
it sees 89
moon viewing
a bug flies across it
in a heartbeat 90
autumn fades
sunset shadows
diminish 91
morning fog
between drought and dew
limp grass 93
war memorial
unintentionally
keeping score 94
first frost
morning duvet
held fast 95
warm breeze
insects swept
into twilight 97
sunset
gold seeps
past trees 98
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2014
from the Blue Book (pebm) (varied)
playing tag
swallows cartwheel
summer away 54
cold moon
the same colour
as frost 55
spider thread
no part glimpsed
twice 56
summer door
evening breeze
tugs my sleeve 57
dew
up too late
to see it 58
seed heads
harakeke flax
black death 59
thunder clap
another bill
in the mail 60
big feet
now the pathway
not so long 61
air freshener
smell of the Rockies
in my car 62
cloud palaces
cabbage moths
disappear 63
stop motion
on the deck
a cricket 64
graveyard
fourteen dead caterpillars
saving three...no four 65
deck chair
always hiding one side
from the sun 68
windy day
soft drink machine
drowns the noise 71
storm grate
leaves inch
towards oblivion 72
dirty dishes
window bee
wishes to leave 73
dry fields
no grass between
sheep tracks 74
muggy afternoon
sitting on school bags
too soon for the bus 75
cloudy day
every third car
gray 77
empty bar
Mr Cohen sings
hallelujah 79
sound
of the west wind
Buddhist om 82
paler sun
west wind blows
autumn east 83
autumn secrets
sunshine reveals
them all 86
thunder
fooled by that motor bike
again 87
my reflection
startled by what
it sees 89
moon viewing
a bug flies across it
in a heartbeat 90
autumn fades
sunset shadows
diminish 91
morning fog
between drought and dew
limp grass 93
war memorial
unintentionally
keeping score 94
first frost
morning duvet
held fast 95
warm breeze
insects swept
into twilight 97
sunset
gold seeps
past trees 98
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2014