Those Who Approve

Standing in the riot

A sultry summer makes

 

Poke and thistle, climbing vines

Trees where trees were not.

 

Listen, here’s your chance

To listen, first to the clipped

 

Voice in your head who says

You failed the lawn

 

The weeds have won. And then

To those who approve.

 

(from The Lawnmower Poems, Foothills Publishing, 2019)

 

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