Monday, April 29, 2013

Lawn Ordinance

Endless so-forth and so-
on of inestimably greenthick 
spring grass—so young and
teeming with brash yellow dandelions, 
who dared pave this 
frame around you?

Your rhythm, I think 
looks unrude
as a picture—your colors
disengage me all 
wrong and your shading 
doesn't look quite so 
hot pulled apart;

but mostly, you're 
much too 
close-by to be balanced—your green 
reaches far too unlimited 
to have ever been started—besides,

there are some things
you just can't walk around, 
things that are far too 
broad to be pretty—

all this 
big diction, for a start.