Three Short Poems for a Summer Afternoon

Poem 1

The duck drifts close
to the edge of a man-made
waterfall, too busy preening to consider
what’s over the edge.

Poem 2

Mid-afternoon miniature golf:
small children with scuffed putters.
Parents wisely stand back.

Poem 3

Like a dog, a little boy
chases ducks along the rim
of the pond. Yelping with joy
as they scatter.