The uncombed grass and feral
Hatchery of hoodlum plants
Like the crooked chicory
And the golden Solidago
I love a messy lot, a stray pumpernickel-colored cat
Without solution, cricket perfection
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“cricket perfection” 🙂
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Thanks!
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Beautiful wild and more wild, your words the soundtrack to these summer walks and with all the life-a-flow and I like that you suggest “Without solution,” so much freedom in that.
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Thanks Steve. I really like an overgrown neglected lot. Nature taking back over. Stray cats taking up residence.
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Kind of eerie the way nature is so loud, but seductive too.
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Those crickets can be loud. But I kinda like it.
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I miss it. I grew up in the suburbs and its few lights and dark streets and parks and me too, I like the crickets as a soundtrack, some crazy electric buzz and those critters are so small!
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Celebrate the wildness! 🌞
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Thanks Dave!! 🌻
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This made me envision a somewhat abandon parking lot that is by a thrift store I go to. I like that nature tries to reclaim these forgotten lots. Great poem.
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I agree Diana. I think most would consider it blight. But I like it too when nature reclaims these lots. I know it’s early for goldenrod, but what a pretty flower.
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love this one, Bob: a snazzy, surreal snippet 🙂
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Thanks John! And I like the alliteration: snazzy, surreal snippet. That could be the title of a poem.
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LOL —
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I imagine this and wonder how long before someone replaces it with more chrome and glass and manicured grass….
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Let’s hope not! I think usually they are considered blight, but I think those lots are their own ecosystems. And the flowers must think weed, are pretty enough for me.
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THere’s a great atmosphere in this one. I love the pumpernickel-coloured cat and the uncombed grass and the hoodlum plants. Hoodlum is a word that should be in more poems! And that last line is sublime.
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Thanks Worms! I agree, I like the word hoodlum. Glad you liked it.
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I love “feral hatchery of hoodlum plants”. Great work!
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Thank you!
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