Poem Body
BLADE OF GRASS
Never will you see a blade of grass with a sadness of life
But the cold winds that blow against him are the same as you or I
He flows and bends with the greats of ease
For there are no cares in his dance as the wind pushes the tallest tree
And if the coldness of wind can move the tallest of trees
What do you think that single blade of grass has learn to see
That the cold wind will blow against you
No matter how big you are or how small of a life you seem to view
Comments
hi press
A fresh look at the rain,or in this case wind, falling upon all the same. Only suggestion is that you check for typos.........scribbler
scribbler
I will checking my writing [typeo] a little more closer now
Press
the realities of life brought about nicely by you in this write...as Stan has said just check the spellos...
'with the (greatest) of ease.
'with the (greatest) of ease...just a spell or typo error there
This reminds me of an aphorism that Nietzsche would write, or at least philologists all use in their descriptions of life versus nature, therefore I do enjoy this type of structure in poetry and its thoughts.
thank U 4 UR comment CCfire
thank U 4 UR comment CCfire
much love to U
lov2U press
Hey, Press....
...I thought this was a very refreshing look at "life".
Sincerely enjoyable;
docmaverick.