Summer At Grub Street Poem by Lee Fones

Summer At Grub Street



abundant smell of freshly cut wheat
combine harvester blades busy cutting
within the summers warm basking heat

dragonflies and insects all humming
dancing like the nutcracker suite
wasps and bees pollinate buzzing

young calves and sheep wanted for meat
sheep all baa-ring and bulls a huffing
witnessing all this from grub street

Friday, July 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: farm
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