Mowing

There was not a sound
but that of the machine
that howl against the sky
and magically sheared the grass
from where it grew.

No bushes of grass, or even weeds
could keep its length
when that yellow long necked
Weedeater appeared.

Grass, weeds and stems
were scattered everywhere
and underneath, with the smell
of mown grass in the air
a beautiful lawn appeared.