5/08/2007

string of a grass


string of a grass

it’s dark green

with growth

it keeps growing

growing

until finally touches the

blue skies


a piece of long skinny grass

it never reaches the cloud

nor the morning moon

only my nose

and my hand


can softly tickles…



oh string of a grass

shining and brand new

kinda pretty even fresh


but it’s just grass

that sways into the nice breeze……

~

mom gave me a string of a grass and was inspire to write about it….

10 comments:

Aurora Antonovic said...

That's a good inspiration! :)

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

very good job!

Kai C. said...

thanks

Rethabile said...

Moms have a tendency to always give kids stuff like that. I haven't stopped writing about things my ma has given me.

Rethabile said...

Nice poem, BTW

Don Iannone said...

And thanks to your Mom. Nicely done, Kai.

gautami tripathy said...

Mom knows best..:D

polona said...

very nice, kai!
i love the tall grasses...

Ellen M Johns said...

I remember once in an English class we were given a blade of grass and asked to write about it. I just sat there...and sat there...and my pen didn't move.
You have done so well with this.

floots said...

great gift
and
a great response
cheers