Where There Are No Trees,

in highly urban spaces,
human life is nearer
mere existence than fullness.
The banished trees
cannot show humans
how to exchange hugs.

Casting-A Poem

The waters deep, the waters dark,
Reflect the seekers, hide the sought,
Whether in water or in air to drown.
Between them curls the silver spark,
Barbed, baited, waiting, of a thought--
Which in the world is upside down,
the fish hook or the question mark?
-Howard Nemerov 1920-91

Ripples

The flap of the swans' wings
echoes off the surface
of the water, leaving
ripples in my ear.

Carbon Copy

An old stone split into two parts.
Each new surface revealed
the imprint of a pressed leaf
from long ago. Ancient carbon. Copied.

Clear Directions

"The Clearest way into the Universe

is through a forest wilderness." -John Muir

Whether Canine

or human, life peaks off the lead,
beyond the law; adrift our senses.

Nature's Fly Tipping

Flowers will lodge their seed
in the tightest of places
to add their sense of colour 
to the most barren of landscapes;
nature's fly tipping.

For Rats

there is no race,
only humans who don't recognise
what they despise
as others find life
through what humans discard
not seeing that what they throw away

always has further sustenance in it.