“mowing the grass”

Robert William Gaglione

Florida, USA

they thrive

under the droning

within hum of ancient hymns

legend-fed in a compost of their belief

others open

like moonlit perennials

sprawled beneath blistered cover kneeling in fields

with all which freedom brings

relighting heaven and earth green rooting out

mowing down rounding up clearing away

mimicking those moving on this very morning wildflowers aim skyward

amongst the shells and shattered stone

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