out on the fresh wet kissed grass
paying attention to nothing
just letting the time pass
not caring of what it is
or who it is
just being happy to be alive
not for a reason
spot of happiness has arrived
lean back to touch the ground
up at the pitch black night
straing at the stars
offering seldom light
dark is needed in this state
for the times to think
reflect and debate
not needing anyone or anything
just being able to be and not need
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Written September 29th, 2005
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WOW...I LOVE THIS.
Nuff said.
Imagery is well suited
And it emphasises the piece...
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This is a nice poem. You have shared some nice soft imagery which evokes a soft relaxing feeling to this write. Good work. Keep writing.
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this was well thought out and has great imagery. and theres lots oftruth to it. keep it up!



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