Tag Archives: Grass

THE MOVEMENT OF SPRING

The blooming the twittering the looming the jittering, the buzzing the zooming the rising, surprising, pop buds , and pop eyes-ing, the growth that we love and are loath to adjust to or bust to, the wind billow, bent willow, … Continue reading

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THE EQUINOX OF CHEW

Good morning, Chipper Chewsday Chums!– I am now up to break my fast. . . and listen for each and every spring time thing, awake, astir in my surroundings, all the life that blossoms out or flits and flies or … Continue reading

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SPRING SO SHARP

Spring. . . so green. . . so sharp. . . so fresh. . . it comes up strong the grass grows tall, as its green blood flows and rises to he call, through keen-edged blades that shine back much … Continue reading

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THE CLOAK OF SPRING

Night cloaks the land where grew, in days of old, a thousand oaks and redwoods, too, that stood with tops poked up to sky high blue both night and day. . . as this new spring so secretly lurks just … Continue reading

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PRECIPITATE

Sometimes it’s really, really great when the sky deigns to precipitate. . . we need rain– that, we all know it gives our trees and grass their special, wet green glow, And, if we travel to great heights cold crystallizes … Continue reading

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THE GROUND LAID

The ground +++++laid. . . the seeds +++++dropped +++++or buried neatly ++++++++++in their slot. . . +++++and then, popped ++++++++++to sprout +++++++++++++++and take root. . . +++++stretched out ++++++++++to spread +++++++++++++++some teeny leaves. . . +++++and then, ++++++++++grown tall +++++++++++++++in … Continue reading

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