Daisys and Trees

Im in a field of daisys
I came here
Because I felt like Im going crazy
I have been blamed for being lazy
Your harsh untrue words
Dont phase me
The daisys blow in the wind
so gently
My In depth talk with my self was ruined
By the sound of some guy driving a bently
I need to go further
into the trees where I am unseen
The only sounds I could hear is the breeze
The tree branchs swing, So lean and thin
Crumpling against eachother, Like sword fighting
Wondering who will win

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

Perfect place to think.
The wind howling through the trees,
flowers and grasses blowing to the breeze.
Solitude, wonderous natural phenomena .
This is a beautiful poem, the imagery takes
us straight to a quiet place.
Thank you ,
---- John

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice movement of words and thoughts. I like the attitude and the description in the words. I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Michael Opoku-Addo]

Excellent poem! Second best one in my opinion! (Best was Truth Dealing, I could relate to that more). I think you have found your true calling and profession.