Damascus Blade


She froze rock-hard to grow a spine,

A spur-spun steel stiletto –

The point is, she’d been out of line,

Her heart the merest echo.

Assumption said she’d never do,

The lies were knives she swallowed –

But once she changed her point of view,

A rugged backbone followed.



Caterpillar Chatter

Never have I seen so bold an aspect on a face;

Never noticed coloured stars by pollen held in place.

Never were such lovely blooms beauty so complete –

Wait for me!  I’m coming up!

You’re good enough to eat!