« I had never been so close to grass before.  It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattooed with tiger-skins of sunlight.  It was knife-edge, dark and wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped and chattered, and leapt through the air like monkies.»    Laurie Lee


thick the grass will grow

wicked green as a forest

where grasshoppers leap

dVerse prompt to change Laurie Lee prose to poetry  #3