Best Grasses Poems
I am lighter than the wind
floating on top of a current
My heart is light
I feel free and fanciful
I envy no animal or plant today
Passing ripe raspberries, I grin
Glad they are they
And I am me
The breeze takes me past a field of flowers
It is a gorgeous mixture of renegade florals
there is no jealousy or regret n my heart
I feel free to be me
I am as free as the long grasses
As excited as the wild strawberries
As determined as this warm current of air
To take myself to nirvana by way of the wind
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
These pastures of different green colour hues
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Farmers in their fields, reaping in the dry hay
Skies lightened by the sun in blooms of blues
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
Birds; within the hedgerow’s, come to survey
Ears as bent, as to the swaying grasses news
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Under the cool of a tree, woolly sheep, do lay
A puppy dog; plays, a field mouse, it pursues
To a wishful breeze, whispering grasses sway
Picturesque; I couldn't have it any other way
As into my memory, I memorize all the views
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
Reflective thoughts; become me this fine day
As to any other day only here I would choose
To a wishful breeze; whispering grasses sway
Such was it, this beautiful glorious sunny day
There is a meadow that seems to spring
from beyond trees
in a bordering forest
To many, it is known as "The Clearing."
To me, it's a beautiful place.
full of tall grasses of lavender and gold,
depending on the season.
Its bounty includes colorful wildflowers--
red, pink, lilac, gold, large and tiny
and bird songs to wake the new day.
I wonder: has it always worn blossoms and grass?
Or did long ago, trees, mighty and tall, grow
until they fell to fires and drought
and Time reclaimed their seasonal pass.
It stands alone now, unknown the reason
A many-hued break between the pines
Beautiful and strong
And no one seems to mind
that it has no trees.
February 13, 2023
for "The Clearing Poetry Contest"
by Craig Cornish
among huge red blooms
ornamental grasses wave
fleecy clouds wander
drowsing in fierce sun
very fragrant snowball bush
greenest grass carpets
purple peonies
shaded by cream sunflowers
when plum sun passes
In this field,
There have already been many gathering,
All are mere living skeletons;
Their flesh gone completely
Only by their nerves
Do they try to seize their souls floating in the air
However, please do not worry
For their bodies still know
How to keenly perceive the world around them
They are ready for standing patiently
With their feet covered with snow
Until spring comes
Existence of nervous system reaching out into nothingness where
Only incredible Will exists
I dropped to my knees
To let it be mine
The lazy river drifts on by
Its waters deep deep green
Running shallow lazily
In search of grasses unseen
No star far enough to satisfy
A hungry soul in search.
Ocean's depths can't hold the restless.
A lonesome desire for mirth
Pacing back and forth between
Microscope, seas, and stars.
The hyper human examines;
Feeling trapped behind bars
Looking so stunted
Adding a fertilizer
Greenish it grows tall
Cows lean without it
Having been grazed on grasses
They look beautiful
© Chris Ekong
So great and succulent they are; the
grasses here in the shores of Nigeria,
pure with an umbrella of sovereignity;
I have seen the green grasses of Nigeria.
I have seen the elephant grasses at home;
a peck of abundance they are built together,
I have sit with the Hibiscus down the street;
unity is their core value standing for men.
They are the drum war of the anarchist,
a culture preserver, gainer of hope drive;
trust of doctors, imaginations of poets,
Birds abode showering nomadic wish;
I have seen the dream grasses of Nigeria.
I have seen the grasses of mother Nigeria,
with skills to change the Lead men in town,
they are pens man to redraw the earth's beauty;
I know the grasses planted in Nigeria's fields.
It chased the sun into a-hiding in the noon,
waving with hands singing of praises,
rain tapping on their palms to create peace;
I have seen the beautiful grasses of Nigeria.
I know the grasses of Nigeria surroundings,
I have the grasses of Nigeria gallantly created,
green tendrils-sprouting with a pretty rain drops,
making our nights a-chilling and young lovers
Cuddling freely with no shame in their eyes.
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Vincent Of Vincent 2016
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nurturing grasses
gentling Marchs army
tulips and roses
Heaven’s Servant
The grass of the earth The King of Heaven generously gave
People to enjoy Kentucky Bluegrass nice lawn, nutritious hay,
Timothy grass highly cultivated and seed easily harvested
Stock cattle, sheep, and horses healthily eat by day in sun’s ray.
Long ago Yeshûa? sat 5,000 men, besides women and children,
on grassy comfortable ground
Enjoying bread with fish on perhaps Buffalo grass ‘Bulbilis’
or Festuca sheep’s fescue,
Maybe Velvet grass growing in coast regions carpeted the banquet of
truth lovers;
Or was it Orchard grass adapted to drier soils The LORD of the vineyard
gave rescue.
The lion shall eat straw like the ox; will it be young and tender
‘Hordeum’ Squirrel-tail grass?
Perhaps the lion will like the 15 foot or higher Reed grass to jump and pounce,
Meadow Fescue grass could be the lucky one to grow green
for the king of the jungle,
Teosinte tropical plant related to corn ‘maize’ may be the one
relished every ounce.
“And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass,” and this is nice
Ornamental grasses grace beautiful gardens, striped variety of Reed,
Bamboo Ribbon grass and Ravenna grass of Italy graceful show,
Pampas grass of the Argentine pampas, ornamental grasses give the lead.
Coastal grasses grow comfortable in sand, ‘Ammophila’ beach grass
sand-binding,
Canadian Bluegrass sand binder pasture grass on sandy loam soils, holds tight
Shore grasses warm the hearts of beach combers looking at marram,
Beachside craggy bait shop enjoys uneven beach grass, as a kite
flies in beautiful height.
Job’s tears ornamental grass shows remembrance of Job long ago,
Beauty now radiates from Coix lachrymal-jobi inspiring life enduring living,
Alive cheerfully Uniola exceedingly graceful most beautiful of the grasses,
Zizania wild rice grass most striking in appearance happy in giving.
Vanilla grass Savastana odorata sweet grass fragrant mats and boxes
Wonderful to smell and hold useful for storing wheat to save for vanilla cake,
Various grasses grow for our sake, millet, Redtop, Bermuda, Avena,
Johnson grass, Italian Rye grass, and many more grasses, a beautiful world left in its wake.
Three Haiku, 5—7
1. a twinkling star hangs
on the high up autumn sky
color of deep sea
2. what shall I do to
the wind blowing in the field
of pampas grasses
3. blown by chilling wind
today too, pushed to the edge
where sun falls to night
Grasses of the world
Spread, covered in thin dews
Beauty morning brings.
Ethereal beauty arrives every spring,
Earthworms and puddles gentle rains bring.
Soon we’ll meet butterfly and honeybee.
Verdant lush grasses everywhere that I see.
Joy and happiness parade in my happy heart.
Not ready for planting but this is a start.
I begin to make my famous sweet berry tea.
Verdant lush grasses everywhere that I see.
Daffodils pop up, say a quick hello!
Baby animals everywhere that I go.
A child laughs as she swings from a tree.
Verdant lush grasses everywhere that I see.
The heavy rain fills the pond till overflow,
The winding road links hills high and low.
Flowering of peach and plum trees is brief,
There only the green grasses sway in relief.
(tran.)
One more day passes,
Human life is very short,
Resembling grasses
That know the summer season,
Withering in winter wind.