Forest in Season
Love springs from Spring and the flowers therein
pink trees in the forest, silktails spin
in circles impeding your way and repeating
their bite; you lie bleeding, conceding defeat
yet always return; reading the beat
The forest in season; upper lands at your feet
Joy simmers in Summer and in one another
dragonfly humming, bees buzzing, crabs flutter
their bubbles and baubles and simpering mortals
fall to their knees to please human foibles
yet always return; reading the beat
The forest in season; upper lands at your feet
Autumn nostalgic brings hauberks to salvage,
making the most underneath umber foliage
and owls intent on confounding your mileage
then spinning in circles for always and always
and always return; reading the beat
the forest in season; upper lands at your feet
Crying for Winter a hint of off-centre
moles throwing dirt as you prove you're a sprinter
and splinter away as you run to your ninten
do cartridge, and blow into your system
yet always return, reading the beat
the forest in season; upper lands at your feet.