NaPoWriMo 2011 - # 21

# 21

do not agitate



Found an old draft and did some editing...


field of grass


the morning sun stretches on a field
of wild grass and mimosa

soaking them in a warm wash
of golden lights and gentle wind.

a pair of egrets drop in, white wings
flapping, looking for breakfast.

there is nothing between the grass
and a vast blue of sky

but perhaps in a month

the grass-cutters' blades
will shave their heads.


11.05.07
revised 21/04/2011







© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2011