bumble bee
climbing across my fingers
looking for food
© Rachel Green July 2026
Hissing Gate
there was a kissing gate
between the Anglican St Lawrence's
and the long, overgrown walkway
to the Catholic St Mary's.
It was not for kissing:
no fornication on church grounds
because God is always watching
and probably filming, too.
Nor was it to stop livestock escaping
through carelessly open gates
for the dogs could slip through it
and the cows had a different god.
It was there because the Revd. James
was a spiteful old bugger
and installed it to stop Father Timothy
from cycling through the churchyard.
© Rachel Green July 2026
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