Spring Reflecting Grass
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What does the grass opine of spring?
wrapped in the grand winter wing.
I'm not sure where my body is in this space.
A green blade on the dog's paw marks its pace.
To unwind, I laid out my quilt on the lawn.
In the shade of a scenic and lovely willow tree.
I admire its long, slender, green leaves at dawn.
which come nearly to the earth surrounding me.
It seems so pretty and starts waving in the air.
while I huddle here, thinking deeply in silence.
A person who trusts being alone may dare.
I've reached the idyllic spot for balance.
Music may lead me to wish to sing and play.
In a flowing waterfall, I find it acrid to pray.
Dewdrops on each grass clip in the dawn calm.
Away off the brine drag and into wooded qualm.
A soft breeze blows across the lawn at dawn.
Singing over charm will attract listeners to you.
If you are lonesome in the middle of the garden.
Whirling over the dead leaves in a drab grass view
We yearn to discover the life force of grass.
How can we reach there before hope is lost?
We can start from here rather than that brass
Then we hand-paint the dead grass with frost.
Located lower for optimal Petrichor sniffing.
Silky blades of grass send me tripping.
Recall forgotten feelings and sensations.
Your hues alter with the sun's emotions.
Faith sprung from the grave of my doubt.
I left acres of remorse behind the devout.
being eaten up by the plentiful grass.
nose twitching in a prelude to a sneeze and pass.
Written: March 19, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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