Tuesday 2 July 2019

mower fodder

mower fodder

the mower killed
     the daisies
          the frogs
               the slow worms

and it is killing me

mellow meadow 
tell me please
all about the bees
and the wind in the trees
the buttercup days
in daisies chained 
convoluted high in
convolvulus skies

lay the mower-man under his sods
and sing your heart unto the blue

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