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Cut Grass

Cut grass blasts out
of the gas lawn mower.
Pungent, refreshing blades pile up.
At five, I walk on the other side
of the machine.
Grandpa pushes.
I wish I were big enough
to pour in the gasoline
and wrap the cord
and pull
so I can hear the anxious guttering
before it begins a stable hum.
After, we rake
all the grass into a mound.
I jump in and kick it apart,
grandpa laughs and says,
"now we have to do it all over again."
Does anyone else ever wish for long gone days?

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  • Roland Welles gold member
    October 9

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    Absolutely loved this! Loved the structure and word choice! But, most of all loved the heartfelt emotions of remembrance and what they sparked within me. I love the last few lines of joyful glee not only from the perspective of the child/grandfather, but because they also strengthen and reinforce the whole so well. Very well done!!! Thanks for sharing!!!

    Peace,
    Russell

  • Excellent

    Excellent Your beautiful words are well penned rhyme and meaningful words always brighten my day and teaches me something This was very good my friend the flow did captivate me to the end. look forward to your next one Alexander QQ…

  • that did use to be quite a production -- pulling the cord and smelling the flying grass.

    You captured it well.

  • ahmed-19
    July 27
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    Marvellous!!!!!

  • Enjoyed this

    AND TY 4 the Wednesday Evening Comment, PS Stop by my church BLog any time, Have a blessed day in the Lord, Lewis "MH"


  • DeJaBlue
    February 24
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    Painted a very vivid picture for me...I have similar memories from childhood. Very nice.


  • Harlequin Dance
    January 10

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    I like the image you built up, the sense of family that grew as the poem went on, but then the last line just didn't seem to fit. I feel as if you could change it to make it fit better with the rest of the poem. Overall very nice.


  • BlancetNoir gold member
    January 5

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    Paints a nice picture of a long ago summer day, nice cues to the senses... Very sweet memory, authentic voice.


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    January 5

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    I used to love the smell of fresh grass, but I can't stand it anymroe, considering the fact I have hayfever and it messes up my nose. But beautiful poem.


  • Kathraina silver member
    January 2
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    great write, so happy and cheerful!!! good luck in the contest!

    ♥ Kathraina


  • Girl-Interrupted gold member
    December 16, 2008

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    This is a wonderful childhood memory! I can remember doin that with a pile of leaves ! but i simply HAD to jumo in the pile!
    I loved this write!!!

    becca


  • xxvampyregirlxx
    December 15, 2008
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    Lol cute!

  • Judith Chandler
    November 29, 2008
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    You've go me thinking about the smell of cut grass.
    Nice to be with grandpa who would be indulgent abuot your fun!

    I really like this write.


  • Haygood gold member
    November 27, 2008
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    Much simpler times.

    Sounds like a very loving grandpa. who wouldn't miss that. Thanks for sharing.

  • piccola silver member
    November 26, 2008

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    I remember my grandpa raking leaves into big piles but I never dared kicking them apart! this is a nice trip back into nostalgia and it brings back some nice memories. Thank you for entering.


  • Jeremy0826 silver member
    November 21, 2008

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    This is such a beautiful memory that you
    have here. Lovely work and all the best
    to you with it in this contest! Thanks
    a lot for sharing it here!




    Jeremy0826


  • LadyLavender gold member
    November 17, 2008
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    descriptive and made me feel this moment...love this.


  • Rheea gold member
    November 11, 2008
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    you paint a picture, sweet and beautiful.


  • A63-Angel
    November 11, 2008

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    beautiful! I, too, used to love the smell of grass after it was just cut and I used to love the way it felt to roll around in it as a kid just like you mentioned in your poem. this brought back memories.


  • mystic-angel gold member
    November 10, 2008
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    What a wonderful memory it sounds like you had so much fun! Thanks for your entry and good luck.

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