Re-sod

Re-sod

 

 

 

i'm an ache in the grass

a figure of shadow

denouncing a majority's sun

 

a blade of indifference

in a perfect lawn

not cut like the others

smoothness is a rough edge for me

 

i find my own sodden soul

among the fine earth

whether it accepts me or not

 

i will grow tall and lean

in a direction of spontaneity

that is planned to go

 

in opposite direction.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/12/17

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

We must have order!
No tall and lean spontaneity; no opposite direction--nothing but uniform sod!
We will have this, or there will be far more than "an ache in the grass!"
So sayeth The Almighty Controllers!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like your take on this...thank you Jimmy...
appreciate the smile, today.

j.

[Bacchus]

Ha- we both wrote about grass this week... We must be longing for it
It's color, a different season than now.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

or maybe a toke...without bogarting...:)

thank you, Bacchus.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Empowering words....the introspection is great. You march to the beat of YOUR drummer...and that is a very good thing, Jacob. We don't need to be like the others to be successful. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Lydi...yes, we need to be ourselves...
j.

[Tony Jordan]

I think steering one's own course is a time-honoured tradition and it's positively expected from poets.
'ache in the grass' - too funny Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Tony...

j.

[Tony Jordan]

My pleasure Jacob.