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