A man from Iraq There once was a man from IraqA man from Iraq by ~Ishmael70
Who yelled when he sat on a tack!
He cried a big tear
As he patted his rear
And he could not lie down on his back!
A start - resubmit Frost spoke of two roads,A start - resubmit by ~Ishmael70
(divergent)
in a woods (yellowed and cold)
Bobby thought it good to go alone,
to seek that less sought,
to venture where few have trod.
For him, it was a beginning.
I begin here, then, treading on neither road.
Today, I forage into the brush
(today, I move through the trees).
Where none have gone.
(dark trees form a reassuring womb)
I alone
(the sounds are strange and reassuring)
first to tread
(brambles and spider webs seek
Come Back, O Springtime Light, Come back againCome Back, O Springtime by *AmerielleSeaglass
The sunshine rolling through the clouds
Greeting another morning
The green grass under my body
Slowly browning, baking with the smell of earth
Earth, Be warm once more
Welcome the first plow
The first turnover of the Spring
Welcome the small seeds that will be entombed for the while
The seeds buried in your vast womb of warmth and dark
One day spouting to a great flower
Flower, Little flower, come back to me
Make me smile with your precious size
Your little petals so perfect underneath the shade of the tree
Shadowed by the water's edge
So small and perfect
Let this bitter, icy Winter be over
Let i
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I want lie in the grass and have deep conversations.
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I want lie in the grass and have deep conversations.
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I want lie in the grass and have deep conversations.
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I want lie in the grass and have deep conversations.