Below is the poem entitled Falling on Honeyed Grass which was written by poet
p.iNk. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Imagine yourself falling gently on grass,
wherein soft earth embraces you warmly.
Each drop of dew then tells you its story,
of how it broke free from its cage of glass.
You drink each bead, intrigued by what it has,
that makes you want more, that makes you thirsty.
A myriad of flavors, that changes daily,
it never grows stale, no due dates to pass.
From bright kaleidoscopic waterfalls,
some honeyed mist found its way to this well,
which I’ve wished upon with this coin I threw…
And this is why I do not mind at all,
that I have stumbled, then tripped and then fell…
on earth that is you, that’s drunken me with dew.
--Italian Sonnet, Debbie sweetie ;)-- heehee, I tried >.<
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