Verse Love 26: Day 25 A Mow Without A Blow!

 Today's Verse Love Host, Ashey Valencia-PateI, invites us to write about a topic you feel you need to speak about. Slam poems often include a performance piece so focus on rich language, emotions, mood and a call to action. My mind was literally exploding with topics I feel very strongly about including the widespread deceptions and blatant lies we are supposed to accept as normal I could also write about the  need to include not just phonics but also to embrace writing time in our elementary classrooms or my concern that fresh fruits and vegetables will soon be the privy of only the upper class. Perhaps it is because they are disturbing the peace even as it rains this afternoon, but I am writing about the incredibly annoying scourge of suburbia in America that has evaded quieter electric versions as well as my hope to return to yards with a more natural, whatever that might be, feel.

They emerge from their burrows, like bears,

On the first of spring, when the earth is still resting

Birds are beginning to plan returns, windows still shut,

To blow everything, spring clean-up they bellow

With 100 decibels of ear-shattering noise blasting 

Sounds of spring, they sing, assured each and every

Week, even when the dry earth screams for water, they will

Return and blow, everything, weekly maintenance they

Bellow through open and shut tight windows 

A noise that can spread like wildfires to 90 homes causing

Permanent hearing loss, while stirring up asthma triggers

Mold, dust, as well as causing serious air pollution with 

Benzene, formaldehyde, with the additional blow of a 

Surcharge for higher gas prices for a suburban standard

Clean, manicured, lawn at any price they bellow even when

I asked about a mow without a blow, this season!