Colour - Green

Hugh

Laying in the grass
Looking up at the sun
Squinting
Through amused eyes
The sun becomes
Unbearable
So turning away
I watch
The distant city
And the ants
They cry out
"Don't go"
So I lay back
And stay
With them
Turning green
Eaten
And remaining
Turning to
A forget me not
For the bees
For the pleasure

  • Author: Hugh (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 11th, 2024 18:37
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Khloefaith2024

    This poem i can tell means alot because when I read it I thought that well at least one person wants you to stay and not to go so now your welcomed

  • Thomas W Case

    Great use of imagery.

  • Cassie58

    Lazing on a sunny afternoon. We can learn alot from ants. We can learn alot from observation. Plenty of imagery here Hugh.



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