I'd apologize for bombarding y'all with poetry this week, but hey, you showed up anyway. The following are poems that I wrote in 2004 and 2006. The first one I was reminded of when I took my first walk of the season through McCrory Gardens last Friday with Liz and Tami. The second I was reminded of while mowing the lawn this morning. Mother Nature as an inspiration for writing. I wish I could claim being the first to have come up with it. But seriously, even I am not quite that old.
Wish
You Were Here
This
broad expanse
Of
barefoot grass
I
walk at dusk alone.
Pausing
inside our sacred space,
I
feel a sensual, spiritual trace
We
left behind, before.
My
sandals in hand,
Soft
footfalls land
In
silence resilient and calm.
Tactile
memories
Reside
upon the breeze,
Our
love an offering,
Given,
seized.
The
meadow goddess smiles, appeased.
Our
pleasure is hers,
The
grass, the trees.
The
Resiliency of The Grass
Three
pulls
And the engine leaps to life
Isolated by the noise
And
the softness of the turf
I am walled off from the world
Save
for the breeze
And the bright green smell
The grass is
resilient, patient, alive
She tolerates the sun and
weather
Springs back from our footfalls
Creeps stealthily into
the garden space
Survives this whirring blade of steel
That
keeps her height in check
By midsummer I'll grow weary of this
task
Yet remain grateful
That she shrugs off the winter
With
such ease and confidence