The Alien Immigrants

The Alien Immigrants

In their own way

almost beautiful

these ferals dancing

upon our hillside.

Delicate, so easy

to pull out, roots and all,

they shudder under the sun.

The yellow flowers blooming

far from home:

French Flax, Wild Mustard,

proper names too hard

for us to learn.

We discuss methods

of eradication.

On the fertile ground

by the roadside

We have removed them

with spray and machete,

but up here among the rocks

on our wildest slopes,

they cling with hope.

© Anne Chappel