Short Grassed Poems
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From tall church spire
Grassed calms out to
What extends, by the hour
The shadowy.
As sacred over
Thoughts' hallowed ground
What casts, years further back
A memory.
Slipping, as pain-free
A grassed buzz under
Woke sense, living consciousness.
Waspishly grating!
That smooth, subtely.
That unnoticeable.
One, a dream flight. The other
More liberating.
A daisy-faced sky. Of all
Reawoke freshness
The most trustful lit, so leant
In its cheerfulness.
Pale, spotless, impeccable.
Where's its schoolgirl's mime?
Besides, Day, as flushed to greet
Its well past which time!
Just for to pause
And so let pass
In its own sufficient time
A Day. Slow as!
To be changed by
As to allow!
Tense-eased, life-gripped. As showed
For wrinkled brow.
Hour of it grassed
That courtesy
Eerie-stepped, * restores our sense
Of Eternity.
*Windiness
Let's take a stroll. Mindful
Each hilly step
But leads, ever closer
To a saint's rest.
Cloud pillowed; above
Herd's grassed request.
You, I. That world-detached.
If yet fleshed round.
In Heaven; whilst short of
Breathing our last.
There to stay. Til hunger
Catches up fast!
I wish to see the summer green
Of rice and corn fields ripening,
While carabaos on grassed-patch graze
Beneath the sky’s blue shade.
But Night deprives of my desire
With crypt-dark, moonless skies;
She hides the plains in velvet drapes,
Not a blink of light in sight.
Nothingness slips swiftly past me,
That maddening sea of black,
While I gaze out the window blindly;
Of sceneries, this travel lacks.
"A goodly, gainful thing"
Caribou told me
"To leave, once in a while
Home's high-ground safeness;
To roam, for what as sun-grassed
Lies in wait sweetly
Fills which need, Surprise's;
Feeds on vast Newness."
"And the most jubilant!"
Dragonfly added.
"To up and go, but now
Out which comfort zone
With that relief's burst, once deemed
Unthinkable sped!
Isle-eying, isle-engaged!
Floaty; no more lone!"
Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
One girl grassed him up and the cops came along
And then he sang a quite different song
It was all consensual, he said, and harmless fun.
The boys in blue just shrugged and ran him in.
Now Sir mopes alone in his cold dark cell.
All that fun has consigned him to his time in hell
To his unending and abiding shame
The sex offenders' register now carries his name
The corn has ripened.
With it is the wizened laughter of a
Mirthless age, showing ashy teeth
Of dappled cowries.
A flavescence so bantered by the courage
Of wilting bloom!
Sadly, sea waves truss the feet of
Burning skies, loosening the tongues of beaches,
Which, with ague, recline on cold, cringing currents.
Old cats mourn the fall of strafed pillars
Burrowing through silt-buried kennels re-grassed for the
Salutation of new vistas.