Two eyes watch upon the branch
And small talons cling as a wind sways the tree
A black-bearded specimen of avian fauna
Wonders as I pace in spiraling circles
Spitting freshly chewed grass:
An indecipherable human mating dance
Tag: grass
Alpine Song
The shepherd tumbles his ditty
Into wide open arms of air
His oblivious charges gorge on long grass
Bleating in familiar accompaniment
Signs of Autumn
Summer-plumed juncos rise
Like a flurry of brown-winged moths
The grass sways, still green
The oaks put on their ochre foliage
Buffalo Hunt
Grass on the prairie
Buffalo stand like stone
On horse, the hunters
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