Eight-line Poems

Grasses and a Tuber

Grasses and a Tuber

Golden wheat rippling in the summer breeze,
rice paddies terraced like steps on the hillsides,
the corn standing tall in regimented ranks,
oats, rye, barley, all are grass and grains,
our staple foods, bread of survival,
seed of the city and the earth ‘neath our feet,
herald of peace and plenty.

Humble potato cares for the rest.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 05.14.21
Prompt: Grain.