Beltane
the first day of summer
garden clearing
© Rachel Green May 2026
Sudden Growth
morning clouds
pulled away from stars.
sun rising as the moon
fades into the blue
the relief of waking
and the agony of aching joints
hot shower easing
stiffened shoulders, twisted hips
side sleeping to run from terrors
old companions from my youth
unaged in all these years.
Why do they still haunt
the corridors of dreaming sleep
I let them fall
because they treated folk
as Christians do:
judgement and condemnation.
we are all square pegs
but our corners are compassion
and vulnerability
only when we shave them away
do were become the followers
of a hateful god
listen! What can I be,
but who I purport to be
Once, I wanted the respect
of a man who wore robes to work
and professed to be Good
Good lies rotting in a shallow grave
three shots point blank by an Iceman
who was cleared of murder/
She'd smiled at him
in a disrespectful manner.
And under the clear blue sky
a smallpox microbe escapes.
© Rachel Green May 2026
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