Mowing The Lawn.... [inspired By A Message From Rod Mendieta; Yardwork; Gardening; Dogs; Short] - Poem by Bri Edwards
It's a very, very, VERY rainy winter this year.
Someday I'll have to mow our lawn, I DO fear,
before our beloved St. Bernard gets lost inside of it …
when she strolls out back to take a BIG doggy shit.
AND before our neighbor calls the "neat-lawn police"!
I'll, SOME day, have to mow at least....a little piece …….
of the one acre (and more) of grass reaching for the sky.
Why DID we ever buy this place? Why, oh WHY? !
(Extensively edited Feb.17!)
Poet's Notes about The Poem
the 'smoking' kind]. it rains, not snows, in this part of northern Califonia in the winter.
Rod suggested a poem about mowing the lawn, knowing how ethereal and emotional my poems tend to be.
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