Thursday, July 2, 2009

*secrets Of Grass Comments

Rating: 3.6

Lush green grass moves with the wind
more hush than the lolling waves
on a quiet sea.
But when drought and the season


Lillian Susan Thomas
Sonya Florentino 08 July 2009

beautiful and haunting... some of the best memories I have are from childhood communing with nature...

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 08 July 2009

Dear Lillian, You seem to be heeded by the gusty wind flowing through the cradels of grass. The subconsciousness emerged by the mellefilous natural voices is apparent through the imagery you have drawn. It has infact ensued the olden memories of my own childhood when I used to wander in similar contoures and that became the basis of my poetry and still remains the same. Best Regards Naseer

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Shashendra Amalshan 03 July 2009

well this is a beautful write indeed! ! ! .. great one for the tired mind.. i mean after tired days work what is better than this.. beautiful! ! ! 10++ with love shan

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Alison Cassidy 02 July 2009

The child as philosopher. Your beautiful poem has a touch of Walt Whitman about it. Love, Allie x x x x

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