As I lay amongst the tall grass
Free from consequence and care
No need for pretence or farce
Free to be me, no mask to wear
My mind wonders to a simpler place
Far beyond the world we all see
Where I am free to wear my face
For people look and see the real me
These wild dreams that hold my gaze
Briefly free me from life's dance
They show me glimpses of better days
As I lay amongst the tall grass
- Author: Daniel ( Offline)
- Published: January 3rd, 2017 00:03
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 176
Comments4
Daniel you created a nice flow I really enjoyed I hate the mask but I never put it down long enough to collect dust TFS.
Thank you Deebs!
Great write, growing up on a farm I used to lay among the tall grass often
Thanks Tony!
Welcome
I have worn the mask my whole life. It is difficult to be real. There is something special about laying in the grass. Enjoyed.
I think we all wear our masks, but it's nice to escape and be yourself once in a while. Thanks for your comment Augustus!
Nothing better than getting a chance for peace and quiet and to reflect on one's life. Very pleasant poem Daniel!
Thank you WBL!
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