Variations on Summer Grass by F.A.R.-Out

Summer grass aches and whispers
As feet pound on its rooftop
It wants something
A peaceful rest from frenzied friends
It calls out and sings
A lullaby that lulls the falling leaves
It pours out wishes to the overhead stars
At beackons the majestic moon to come forth
The rain hears
Trickling drops from the eveing sky
The rain answers
Relief arrives without retraction
The rain is slow coming
Impatient, the foe to my long awaited fantasy
The rain wets the face of the grass
Slowly sliding into the slipping serenity of silence...

The Symphony of Summer

Shoes tossed off in effortless lethargy
The warm summer sun shines above
A calming lullaby for my dreary days
Throwing my clothes in a haphazard heap
The refreshing water calling me forth
A symphony of music notes beckon
But few we hear
Yet our hearts sing with the waves

Hummm

sitting at my quiet desk
dreaming lost in thought
a thought races past my head
out the window where kids play
I look out my window and see a kid hurt
a devilish smile crosses my lips
was it me that threw that rock?
my silence will break with a thud and a sock!

Poetry on the Fly

Bubbles, bubbles everywhere
Brick tied to my feet
I had no right to be at their lair
With a fireplace full of soot
That's when I discovered a squirl
He threw a nut at my head and clunked me hard
And made me need to hurl
I've decided that this writer is a retard