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Grassblade Nov 2018
The untended **** can only grow
'til the roots take to stone
and it soon becomes known

Should a tug be its fate,
then a hole must be filled
but the stone won't forget
even if the garden will.
In response to PAX's "****":
****
I was left hanging
in your garden heart
yet I was only a ****
who never got your
attention.
Grassblade Nov 2018
The wilting rose
in its heart only grows.
Lest the final petal falls,
due return? who knows..
in response to Marsha's "garden":

in a garden
filled with a thousand beautiful roses,
I am the wilting one.
Grassblade Nov 2018
May
love find you, and
fear flee your name.
sadness steel you, and
courage bring you fame.

Let
love **** you, and
fear keep you sane.
sadness heal you, and
courage bring you pain.

Let be, all that may,
and suffer on another day.
Don't stop until you're finished
Grassblade Jun 2017
she says i'm sweet
but that i'm too cheesey.

I tell her - sweet cheese is ice cream
and i'm glad you're so cold

else I'd be a puddle
Grassblade Feb 2017
Reaching for the sky, in vain
the sky pours down torrential rain
While buildings may be swept away
the grasses bend and shall remain
Grassblade Feb 2017
How lovely the sunlight
before it hits the window

The colored shade helps
find my stained recollection

Paints a picture,
of grandeur most saint

Please, guide us tainted souls
to your political patronage.

And lead us not into temptation
to emulate such masterful sin.
Those who set the rules know best how to break them
Grassblade Apr 2016
Poets bleed ink -

leaving dark stains
of bereavement and sorrow

opening their veins
for callous minds to follow

A single word -

chambered at the lips, and at last
loosed with an anchored sigh

Remembrance
Read it outloud slowly..
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