Foxtails and Dandelions

Foxtails and Dandelions

May my broken heart find peace walking through a landmine of foxtails in the park

Just one needle can penetrate my dog's furry paws

Burrowing it's dried spikelet into vital organs

Patches of invasive species huddle forming islands of long grasses

Standing at the border of waving tails, diaspore thirst for flesh

We dodge another cluster and change direction in search for safer ground

Dandelions announce themselves as beacons of light

Mapping trustworthy guidance to navigate across the territory

Green spaces between the golden gems offer refuge to traverse

May my broken heart harvest medicinal wisdom to heal our toxic terrain

Years of herbicides sprayed attempting to eradicate weeds

Pluck the bitter greens to distill into tincture and tea

By Kristine Roy

Holy Lament member