Ezis Apr 2
I think being with you would be simple
Like watching the bees in the summertime

I imagine us laying in bed with music playing
We are propped up on our elbows looking at each other

Loving you is like laying in the grass
The sky so clear and I don't worry about anything else
BC Jaime Mar 5
the lovely
around me

                   among the tall grass

the breath          of universal
                sustains us

an eternity
                                 of bliss

heaven and earth
in my soul

[Note: This was originally a Blackout Poem written using the Blackout Bard poetry app. The original can be found here: https://www.instagram.com/p/Bf9g-moht36/]
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And they would
stand with me
refusing to let
light leave the room
like how during storms
the earth holds the grass
close to its chest.
My brothers,
What is this
Mad. Mad. Love.
J Feb 27
The sun beamed at the meadow with blissful happiness
As I rested by bones, bathed in warmth, the aroma of grass seasoned slightly by water droplets found itself comfortably in my nostrils

Seas of time seemed to stretch out before me with welcoming arms
The perfect tranquility, the soft breeze accompanied with the swaying of the flowers like some rhythmic dance.

Green trees and foliage delighted to see me as I strolled by.
Just over the dip a pond could be seen, jubilantly conversing with lazy dragon flies.

Berries springing from every bush like glimmering jewels residing peacefully in a crown of leaves.
The tactile curiosity of an ant navigating the plains of my palm.

The blue sky stretching vastly in front of me yet seemed as though it was a canvas, waiting for my imagination to paint

A place where time stops.
Wanted to create a landscape poem.
Jack Bennett Feb 25
Lawnmowers mowing
The familiar smell of grass
Leaves my nose sniffing
Will Feb 21
Lay me down in fields of green,
whisper promises and dreams,
as wildflowers sway in rippled sighs,
and treetops kiss the smiling sky.
Hold me close and stroke my hair,
while breathless love songs fill the air.
Never fear for I am near,
always close to you my dear.
sunprincess Feb 9
Wow! A beautiful sight to see
Extremely beautiful
New grass, gorgeous and green
This refreshing new grass
Has sprouted up overnight
So vibrant and rich,
What color!
Josh Feb 8
If you were a blade of grass,
which blade would you be?
How long does a blade of grass last
before dreaming of being a daisy?

Grass is stationary,
it's still and it's lazy.
He needs to stand up
if he wants to be a daisy.

Daisies are fickle
and die for half the year.
Grass is patient and constant and free.
I'm leaving for the fields
to find a blade for me.
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