Green Front [Haiku]

squall line coming:
 the rains will freshen the fort,
  those walls grown green.

Burning Sensation [Free Verse]

What's this world?

It's energy playing a game,

  a game whose goal is to be rid
    of an intense burning sensation,

  a burning sensation caused by
     low-entropy energy sitting
     around with nothing else to do
     but burn brightly. 
  
  We, the wasters of energy, are 
     a soothing lotion to the universe,

     expediting the making high-entropy, 
          soothing, tepid energy from 
          all those stars -- 
          i.e. the universe's poison ivy.

Midday Fish Market [Haiku]

a fish market,
 broken down for the day --
  yet, its scent still grows.

Hamlet’s Revenge [Limerick]

A befuddled Prince from Denmark's Elsinore
 was asked by his dad's ghost to even a score:
  "Old Claude poisoned my ear,
   wed (-n- shtupped) my wife, dear.
 So, please ensure that he lives, Nevermore!"

Ecosystem’s End [Haiku]

topping the ridge,
 the pine forest ends,
  & desert begins.

Wildflowers [Haiku]

wildflowers wave
 on an otherwise still lea.
  bells in the distance.

Have You Seen a Tree Bleed? [Free Verse]

Have you seen a tree bleed?

Yes. I've seen a tree bleed.

It bled bright red arterial blood...
  or sap --
 
 but not that sticky, very viscous 
  kind of sap that one knows from Maples.

This was the consistency of blood,
  as well as its color. 

It's disconcerting to see
  the scratched bark of a tree
   ooze a fluid so blood-like. 

It makes one question
  one's assumptions,
   such as whether a tree feels:
    a scratch or cut or the nail 
     pounded into its trunk to
     hang something for one's 
      momentary convenience. 

And when I see lover's initials 
 carved into a tree, I now can't help
  but wonder how the lovers would feel
   about the tree's initials being carved 
    into their flesh. 

Bent Blade [Haiku]

a skipper sits on
 a bent grass blade; then leaves.
  the blade stays bent.

Summer Sun [Haiku]

summer sun
 turns the sky orange;
  skin prickles.

Suspect Alterations [Common Meter]

To say you love, but require change
     is so deeply fishy.
 To mold the nature of your love
      as if her soul were squishy.