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| Photo by Drazen Nesic on Pixnio |
Endow an empty lot in native grass
scatter throughout wildflowers
let nature course
it will find its own design
here a blade of wild rye
beside black-eyed susans
there a stand of sunflowers
heads lolling on necks
Silence the mower
stow the weed wacker
flip off the edger
kill the leaf blower
listen to a different drone
one cricket leg rubbing against another
one cicada wing sliding by the other
One hummingbird hovers near me
Let bugs be. The turkeys will hunt them
especially the juveniles
gliding off afternoon roosts
football bodies covered in black feathers
lodgepole pine cone necks outstretched
nubby bluish heads the texture of concrete
leaping above the grassline
trying to take in dragonflies
3 comments:
The beauty of nature all around us, may we take time to enjoy it!
This poem feels so much like a prayer to me. I could physically sense myself slowing down and opening up while I was reading it. Thank you for sharing it!
Thank you for your comments! My intention with this piece was to share the sense of calm I've found in the meadow. I'm so happy to hear that the tone works.
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