Face Got in the Way

Oh you stupid face!!

What trouble you cause!!

If it weren’t for you

I could love


All your bloody rules

and stupid pride

they have me cornered,

helpless, quivering


Why won’t you let me?

My clenched teeth

pursed lips

and bags of tut-tut-tut


If I ripped you,

ripped you off,

might I at last

dance naked in the rain?

Forest “Haiku”

take off your shoes

stretch out toes

arching the foot


now step into verdant

on soft wet earth

and, tickling leaves


run fingers in ferns

the exquisite fronds

each, an eternity, making


the pungent evergreen

still, pining for a lover

in a scented envelope


a gnarled old oak

staunch and dependable

waits table, upon spring


he serves up only

finest bluebell champagne,

no more need of ice


the tapestry spiders

have been busy

catching tears in their gloves


the armoured holly

pierces a red blood sky

burying the past


the filigree ivy

relaxes and unwinds,

a cobra salutes the sun


no hot red coals

but soft green needles

soothing only, naked feet


the trees huddle so close

and bend to hug

they love a weary pilgrim


they offer a salve

and a nectar,

he drinks with desert thirst


such an ointment this

it soothes and balms,

a gurgling brook laughs


the forest is both

a doctor and a nurse

it opens a sacred tincture


the forest spirit

stands in the clearing

and with a twinkle, he smiles