Poetry Breakfast

The Neighbors

Are so quiet – they rarely appear –
The washing is there but
We never see them

There are times
When I walk out early
& the street is empty
When an old car with faded paint
Backs out of the drive
Onto the road

But the driver & passenger
Always have their faces turned
& their only child looks straight
Ahead & does not blink

From day 5 of the Nation Poetry Month 30 in 30 Challenge.

About the Poet:
Rae Desmond Jones is the son & Grandson of miners. He is now retired & lives in Sydney where he writes lots of poetry. He has published six books of poetry & novels. He will have another volume of poems (L GHAZALS) out soon.

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Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

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Table

Who do you groan
When I lean on you
With my arms?

You were so strong
When you were a tree
Bending & weaving
In terrible winds

While gripping the
Earth with deep root
Fingers

From day 3 of the National Poetry Month’s 30 in 30 Challenge.

About the Poet:
Rae Desmond Jones is the son & Grandson of miners. He is now retired & lives in Sydney where he writes lots of poetry. He has published six books of poetry & novels. He will have another volume of poems (L GHAZALS) out soon.

Photo from Unsplash.

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.