Crickets chirp of threatened shelter
from a fresh, yet fiery, tease.
A decrepit lawn compulses
as the wind exhales a breeze.
In the frosting of the season
hides a cruel and guilty gleam.
Far beneath the skirt of crystal
screams a missing winter dream.
Gracious mud parades the traces
of foul critters that invade.
As the sun propels with hauteur,
sunny sedge slacks in the shade.
In a loud and halting thunder,
friendly rain concludes to play;
And as the blade of grass gets wet,
all of its dirt is washed away.
from a fresh, yet fiery, tease.
A decrepit lawn compulses
as the wind exhales a breeze.
In the frosting of the season
hides a cruel and guilty gleam.
Far beneath the skirt of crystal
screams a missing winter dream.
Gracious mud parades the traces
of foul critters that invade.
As the sun propels with hauteur,
sunny sedge slacks in the shade.
In a loud and halting thunder,
friendly rain concludes to play;
And as the blade of grass gets wet,
all of its dirt is washed away.
Author notes
"The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."
~Henry Miller
This poem was inspired by the above quote. I decided to explore the magnificent world of a blade of grass.
What does this poem mean to you?
Comments
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excellent
I like it, especially the last verse which has an almost playful ring to it.
Roby -
This was a good write. I enjoyed reading it.
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Wow - so many hidden feelings in your own backyard... the how-do-you-say "anthropomorphic quality (?)" is what I like most in this drama. I also like that the rain is the hero/savior of the summer.


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you are good
this poem is really great... i dident really think the world is like a blade of grass, but now i really am thinking LOL... great wording...my fav line is (Far beneath the skirt of crystal
screams a missing winter dream.)... keep up the amazing work... u could be a writer someday -
i really like this poem. you don't really think about the world of a blade of grass, but after reading this it suddenly seems so deep and interesting.
my favourite lines are:
Far beneath the skirt of crystal
screams a missing winter dream.
especially screams a missing winter dream. it sounds so beautiful, yet so sad.
keep writing,
holly x
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I really liked this :] the rhythm and rhyme's really fitting for a little blade of grass, you can see it swaying. But at first I'd done what I usually do and presume that it's a lovely twee poem about nature and prettiness but then you showed us the sinister side: the winter's 'cruelty' and the 'foul critters'.
I think I'll be reading more of your writings 'Jizzle' :]
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very nice!
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I find it amusing...
It reminds me of Thoreau, in "Walden Pond," where he spent the whole day submerged in the pond up to his chin, to understand the view of the world from a frog's point of view.
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this is really... i dont know almost magical. the rhyming was incredibly well done and a few of the lines that really caught my attention were the missing winter dream part and gracious mud parades the traces. those two were especially good. also i like how the last two lines were done in simpler diction.
all in all, awesome job.

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i liked this especially with some beautiful expressions.....


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