Helix: The True Hero
05-04-2008, 10:42 PM
Grass, swaying such as a mast filled
With the windy breaths of the gods,
Lingers underneath, silent as it is tread upon
By many a foot, by many a sole.
The feeble blades, fanning in all directions
As the rampant gust sways and contorts its form.
But is grass really so simple, so monotone?
Perhaps there is more to be discovered than simply the green.
What makes grass so? The chloro-life that
Is represented in each dwindling particle?
The forms that are displayed almost constantly in the
Ever-changing afternoon aura?
Grass is life, cushioned beneath the feet of so many,
Ready to greet and comfort all who pass along,
Vigilant to protect even the most violent of soles...
...Grass is life.
;875444']its okay i guess, buts just so....
UGHHH
like DAMN, why cant people make poems about like grass for once?
why do they all have to be about some metaphorical BS that no one gets?!
/rant
sorry
Here you go, RxS.
Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Helix.
With the windy breaths of the gods,
Lingers underneath, silent as it is tread upon
By many a foot, by many a sole.
The feeble blades, fanning in all directions
As the rampant gust sways and contorts its form.
But is grass really so simple, so monotone?
Perhaps there is more to be discovered than simply the green.
What makes grass so? The chloro-life that
Is represented in each dwindling particle?
The forms that are displayed almost constantly in the
Ever-changing afternoon aura?
Grass is life, cushioned beneath the feet of so many,
Ready to greet and comfort all who pass along,
Vigilant to protect even the most violent of soles...
...Grass is life.
;875444']its okay i guess, buts just so....
UGHHH
like DAMN, why cant people make poems about like grass for once?
why do they all have to be about some metaphorical BS that no one gets?!
/rant
sorry
Here you go, RxS.
Courtesy of your friendly neighborhood Helix.