A Blade Of Grass

A Blade Of Grass

                   Damp from the early morning dew:

                   Glitter off the moon night light sparkles

                   Reaches toward distant reflection swaying

                   Outstretched wind breeze.

                   Unimpeded by surrounding turf, to the 

                   Tune of barefooted kids running aimlessly

                   Through forest meadow maze, in a game of
                  Hide and seek: laughter, sharp blades

                   Needle pins silky sheen plush, afternoon

                   An evening fresh cut sends the aroma smell

                   Throughout the neighborhood: as the neighbor

                   Spread lawn chairs out across Bermuda

                   Grass; BBQ grills eating charcoal sound.

                   Popping, blanket toss on the napping lawn.

                   Across the field, just beyond eyesight;

                   Yet in view, brown, black spotted livestock 

                   Grazing green grass to deliver white milk.

                   And down beneath their feet; alone comes

                   Willie Wally a caterpillar, wallowing in the

                   Evergreen. As he passes his neighbor Danny

                   Daddy's long legs; Mr grasshopper, nibbling on.

                   Blades of grass hopping from blade to weed,

                   Camouflage is busy Himself. Being rogue; in 

                   Solitude, as the evening escape: