Feet & Fangs

feet & fangs

by Timothy Reed

the home of love

does not allow

will not suffer

both adders and infants

feet and fangs

to share the shelter

of its roof

In the Forest

In the Forest

by Timothy Reed

feet creep

 forest of legs

trunks

arms

hands - branches

cell phone birds, roosting

chirping, blinking

asking to be fed

worshipped

so much talking

so little communion

so much motion

so little accomplished

tomorrow slips by in

 pixel combinations

tap, tap, tap

bits and bytes rot the forest

from roots up

inside out

we forget the sun amidst lesser lights