Green fills my backyard Its iridescence reflects the inner me My knees, my ears My squinting eyes All the lies my body has acquired. Barefoot summers blister feet But waterless lawns Need no trimming, weeding, resodding Or spoon feeding. Splendor in the artificial grass.
A fresh April day, the breeze caresess like a crystal splash of water. The distant cascade of thousands of motors, lay silent. Being dumpster adjacent, I see it is very popular today. One bag at the top has green pull tabs. I offer a biodegradable prayer.
We have a small collection of garden hoses outside the house. Most are coiled and limber, latched on to water, dribbling down their chins. But not all.
The older generation sunbathes in the back. They lay rigid and dark through stacked terra cotta, elbows dry and cracked.
Green
ReplyDeleteGreen fills my backyard
Its iridescence reflects the inner me
My knees, my ears
My squinting eyes
All the lies my body has acquired.
Barefoot summers blister feet
But waterless lawns
Need no trimming, weeding, resodding
Or spoon feeding.
Splendor in the artificial grass.
Rick Stepp-Bolling
I connect the "lies" to the "artificial". Foreshadowing? Love it!
DeleteYes, artificial knees, hearing aids, and glasses
DeleteA fresh April day, the breeze caresess like a crystal splash of water.
ReplyDeleteThe distant cascade of thousands of motors, lay silent.
Being dumpster adjacent, I see it is very popular today.
One bag at the top has green pull tabs.
I offer a biodegradable
prayer.
I love the line: "I offer a biodegradable/prayer."
DeleteThank you!
Deletefloat the ocean
ReplyDeletefeel the power surge
rich life reflected
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ReplyDeleteLove the simplicity, Thomas
ReplyDelete“Green”
ReplyDeleteWe have a small collection of garden hoses outside the house.
Most are coiled and limber, latched on to water, dribbling down their chins.
But not all.
The older generation sunbathes in the back.
They lay rigid and dark through stacked terra cotta, elbows dry and cracked.