Every Fourth Day in May by Ben Rasnic

It starts
with the low grinding purr
of a six horsepower engine,
swooshing sound of rotor blade.

Younger men than I
in the neighborhood
ride their tractor mowers
or slip Ben Franklins
to Spanish landscapers.

But I love the feel
of freshly cut green grass
beneath my feet, sweat
on my brow;

a dose of ice water
to soothe a parched throat
from an old fashioned
porch swing;

the precise manicure
of fescue grass
and the satisfaction
of taking it all in
afterwards.



Ben Rasnic currently resides in Bowie, Maryland. Author of four published collections (three available from amazon.com), Ben's poems have been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize.