out here in the sticks
the poison ivy is not only a bush
but a thick rope vine that snakes up the trees.
we occasionally hack it down and it mixes with
the bottom layers of leaves and grass.
we forget to haul it away and kill it.
then people like me go traipsing through it
while planting a new flowering crepe myrtle
and shooting pictures of the misty moon
and where the opening in my Birkenstocks are
between the straps are two think patches of
MADDENING RED IRRITATION!
:sigh:
Mother Nature is pretty
and awesome . . .
but she itches like hell.
