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Grass Music

By Diane Webster


A field of brown grass

sways in the wind; many girl

concert-goers near swoon

close to the rock-star singer.


Final wisps of smolder

smoke spiral into the sky;

dreams dissipate

after the blaze burnoff.


Last night’s snowfall

splotches the field

in black-and-white motif;

Holstein cow ghosts rest

in herd mentality awaiting

milking time in the barn.


Spring rain tamps ash

into the ground quenching

thirst for green sprouts

to slice upwards separate

then clumps conjoining

into a field renewed;

daughters and mothers

sway to the music transmitted

in wind rustling through

air floating across the field.


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