Cat’s Eye

Golden fibers coalesce

Encased in crystal sphere

Narrow breach, an onyx cleft

Dinner time is near

Bookmark

A leaf fell in my book today,
Orange spotted brown,
I whisked it with my hand away,
And then it fluttered down.

My phone chirped in my pocket,
So I stood to leave the park,
The wind picked up and blew the leaves,
I lost my new bookmark.