Deep into summer
Grasses fade into straw
Rocks protrude
Bald spots enlarged by shuffling feet
Dog walkers
Birders
Ripped by the hooves of the deer
As they fly from one tasty garden to another
On surrounding streets
Landscaped salad bars
Here, the rocky meadow isn’t very appetizing
But it lasts
David Trudel © 2012
Knockan Hill, near Victoria, B.C.
barring acts of arson.
inflammation response.
i hold my breath at this time of year,
being in a log house
in a dry forest
in a tourist destination.
Arid and vulnerable
We wait
For the rains return
Which will burst forth
Soon enough
From suspicious clouds
yes, stone has a permanence.
Stones permanence is an illusion
Look at it from a glacial perspective
It erodes
Melts
Gets moved around
Chipped away
Broken into grains of sand
Swept up
Reduced
Ground down
I like this line: “landscaped salad bard”. Nice piece.
Thanks Noah!