Another one I liked:

OK, I know our blog is supposed to be for original works, but I really liked the poem I shared tonight by Howard Nemerov.
It is called Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry, and can be found here.
Also reproduced below, assuming that's OK (I'll take it off if it's not)

Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry

Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned to pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn’t tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.