Grass and soil & the age of plants

Grass and soil & the age of plants

A Poem by MPetersPoems&shortstories
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these are two poems i did in my teens, so theyre meant for a young audience its all about nature in the past and present and how we appreciate it, enjoy, find me here at peter munyuka as well

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Poem of nature Grass and soil

Has it ever moved

Has it ever wanted to move

Yet it stares at the same sky above

All day and all night

With rest not might

Always as it was

Oh if life was as constant

Reluctant of change

It does not show it when it is growing

Nor when it is dying

Even sowing

With its seed, soil planting

The soil holds this seed

It too is happy to be the same hills

The same shape and contours

Has it been the one that tought you

How to remain still

Be cakm and still

Be all so real on this buz buz world

Watch it move in your timeless space.

Wild, untouched

That is un taught

Only allowed by circumstance

Grass and soil remain

Partners in their quest to observe and be

Just to be

That is all one asks of the untouched

Hill with grass

Beautiful to locals and tourists

Many pass them by unknowing

About their business

About their worries and opportunities

Zoom!zoom! I can hear you  hum

Buzz buzz walk walk , talk talk

They will pass grass hill and soil

It has one thing to touch though

It embraces with constant gaze life’s

Flows

Rely on grass hill in difficult times

When distant heart ache or economy hurt

Pain our lives and souls

Be constant do not change in weather

Like us

Adapt , be again patient

Speak to that client

Already my soul is refreshed,

My mind does not gaze in thought of problems

It follows the  constant

Patient lane

One that is assuring to all

One that saves from always worrying

A mercy at last foundone can see their

Destiny open, bright,

Another chance

In a moments glance

Thanks to constant grass hill

Nature, little toil

Only grass and soil.

 

 

 poem 4 THE AGE OF PLANTS

It is known

That there is an earth

With plants growing

Through the first

Morning and sunshine birth

Ages have past

Forever its green lasts

First be grass

In all earth mass

From here and yonder

All grass has grown

Dry soil , no no longer

It sprouts tall, early grass does

Tough and ancient

As ancient as the dinosaurs that feed in it

It sustains animals

Its sustains natures

Ecology and atmosphere composition

With time it releases offsprings

For the birds with flying large wings

Tall trees, as tall as todays mountains

It grows creepers

Through valleys and falls , earths

Natural fountains

The earth has grass nature and is covered by grass

Nature

Thousands of years as the earth sings of these ancient

Plants

With large stems, big leaves

With attractive flowers luring unknowing creatures

To trap in its petals

Alas the volcanoes erapt

Change is near

Wait till the smoke and dust settles

Travel through time and evolve

Creatures and animals

Shall pass away

Dinosaurs are no more

The grass seeds shall lay dormant

Keeping their wait worthwhile

Thousands of years maybe hundreds

Time is boundless

It is a matter of becoming one with earth

Then at a season of good chance

The dormant offspring sprouts

Glowing , blooming

Speaking to the earth

It is time

It is time

Let the earth be green and seen

With green nature

For a better brighter future

It grows wild now

, with flowers, new shoots new roots

It feeds on different nutrients

It has evolved

Never dying

Endless with time

Then the dinausaors, shells and the plants shall be burried deep

In the soil

And the organisms  of water shall birth new animals, smaller, intelligent, to feed on the new plants that

The earth has provided for them

The plants renew the earth

They feed the animals like a mother with milk

Vegetation, protects this ecology

A life cycle

Always supported by the green plants

© 2013 MPetersPoems&shortstories


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Added on August 21, 2013
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MPetersPoems&shortstories
MPetersPoems&shortstories

tororo, east africa, Uganda



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i like to write poems as a hobby, im 29 and a ugandan living in tororo. ive just started to write short childrens stories as well. more..

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