a herd of herbs

Have you heard? 

A herd of herbs was taken there,

Uprooted, stem and flowers bared,

Stolen from the soil. 

Have you seen?

The creeping ivy leaned to me, 

Whispered of reburying 

Not ten feet along.

Have you felt? 

The hand is dealt from grass to kelp

Lives lost in a snap

And winter looms, fearsome.