Here is another poem from my book "Bus Lights, Travel Sights."

Kentucky Bluegrass First Seen

With wonder and delight I gaze 

upon a wide blue sea

without foaming shores.

Here’s such a carpet of faultless green,

Kentucky bluegrass, first seen.

Debonair specks, 

seen for miles,

in the distance.

And at the outskirts,

the near branches of trees.

Only an obscene caretaker

would dare a blasphemous dig

along these perfumed swathes.

Smooth as silk,

Like fur of mink,

Sleek as satin,

A lustrous pattern.