Eight-line Poems

Noble Foe

Noble Foe

Dandelion smiles upon the lawn,
one yellow face amongst them all,
that cheerful horde that splits the green
to ruin the gardener’s monocultural aim
and, weeded out, returns again,
to rise once more defiantly from root so deep
to dig it out would ruin the pampered grass
and leave the careful surface pitted like the moon.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.06.23
Prompt: Write a poem about something that is common yet noble.