Showing posts with label All Flesh is Grass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label All Flesh is Grass. Show all posts

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Sheep

Some of us graze, while others pull the world up, roots and all. 
Bottle feed me, and I'll trust you for life.

Warning: I'm very shy, but can be highly reactive,
 
and the phone freaks me out.

Yet, I'm bold enough to boss chickens around.
 
I'm Cream, and my partner is Sugar,
 but when we eat your roses
we are Accomplice 1 and Accomplice 2.

 
Then there's the bees...
 If you wear yoga pants to harvest honey expect to be stung.
 
The mutual sharing of honey is not on the to-do list of bees.