even sharpest blades
dull and nick under onslaught
endless waves of growth
hair whiskers or stalks of grass
life’s vigor outlasts man’s works
even sharpest blades
dull and nick under onslaught
endless waves of growth
hair whiskers or stalks of grass
life’s vigor outlasts man’s works
first day of August
downtown skyline hides in clouds
summer hiatus
old man sits out front
getting dose of solitude
before house awakes
unbidden you came
while others posed and fizzled
you pour out your love
standing in cut field
only army the world needs
to feed the hungry