Cathy Smith Poems

one droplet at a time
began to fall on
a leaf bouncing up
and down
...

peaceful, just like real soft light
right before the full sunrise.
like a slow touching warmth
on my bared shoulder
...

that same day i thought
i caught you hanging up on
the telephone and bought you
some flowers to tell you that i knew
...

the cat
and the splattering raindrops
leaped about like they
were scattering the threads
...

it is towards evening
when i finally realize
that the day is like the
evergreen: dark and light
...

near
the
forest in a field
staring wide-eyed still
...