Cloudy BlissA Poem by MarkLying upon the gentle grass looking up upon the cloudy faces starring back at me. They hold expressions of curiosity and calm monolithic magnificence. I slowly fall asleep under the warm september sky as the caressing breeze blows across my face, a colourful autumn leaf landing on my chest. The wind then blows a lullaby in the tree’s and the birds celebrate the glorious night with their cautious but exultant cries. I’m now asleep with cloudy people watching over me and curious animals keeping their distance. I dream of a world still wild but calm… no busy workers on early morning commutes, just the local ground hogs and bears of the rolling plains. I wander through the tall grass and enjoy the sweeping winds playing the tops of the grass stalks. My woes and worries of money and work fades into an ethereal joy and celebration of nature , free and at peace with my very soul.... soon to be softly awakened by a moth as if to say…… time to head back to reality © 2009 MarkReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 30, 2009 Last Updated on May 30, 2009 AuthorMarkWhere ever my feet are.AboutI love the rain. Im an oldschool Romantic, paint you a picture, show up at your doorstep with flowers and a bowl of chicken soup when your sick, write you my love, trail a trail of rose petals to y.. more..Writing
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