People get up early, and they mow their lawns, even this late in the year with dew on the grass. Which makes me wonder who, or what, else is up and prowling …
THE SOUND OF MORNING
I take the roar
of the lawn mower
shove it down the drain
the sound mutates
through dream back
to tigers lions
prowling gardens
for a taste of cat
or humans crouched
under cedar hedges
in fear of claws
the wide jaw strains
to take in newspaper
thrown tennis balls
and the early mower
The Willow Tree Girl “… perfect for children in the 7-11-year-old bracket who love to read. …The characters are life-like and the plot intriguing …” Elizabeth Symon. Find it at Smashwords
I like it!
Date: Wed, 10 Sep 2014 10:18:21 +0000 To: terencetmiranda@hotmail.com
Thanks, Terence. As long as it didn’t wake you up!