Tufts of new and old grasses
The living and the lived
Chipped and chimed and chowed
Down by new growth
Multi-colored leaves, leaving
Musty, misty, moist and mossed
Resting place of the mulched
Making mewing, mushy sounds
Sticks and stones and broken bones
Of bark and branch and briar
New flowering, ripening to the ripest
Old falls and fallen rising
Forests of forgotten fires
Black, blackened and blown
Winds that whine and winge
About the burnished breezes
Gradual, grading and growing
Light at the end of the funnel
Of roots, roomed and running
Rings around new bows and branch
Sprouting, sporting the new looks
Of leaves, leaning and lowing
To summer, suns and songs
Of the fierce, unforgiving out back