As I step out into the beauty I can feel the sun warm on my face I can hear the birds singing to eachother This is such a beautiful place. As I step out into the green grass I can feel it soft between my toes The wind whirls my hair all around me Kisses me lightly on my nose I open my eyes in confusion This is all I wanted it to be I thought it was you that kissed me In this beautiful place, I don't know how to be. The sky turns to black as it rains tears of blood The birds lay dead on the ground from sadness The green grass sinks into the mud. I don't know how to be without you Don't know just what to do I'm stuck in the mud with dead birds... Wish I was stuck in the mud with you
Liked it until the dead birds flew in. It has an attractive and warm lyrical quality. Save the dead birds for the taxidermist.
The dead birds are a huge impact on the poem and how I felt. They represent death...darkness... It starts off 'warm and attractive' because that was the beauty within me...but without it, I'm sinking into a muddy cemetery. Ya know.. it's suposed to be torchered and that's okay. Thanks for your input
Why wish to be stuck in the mud with someone who isn't there, when you have the wind which kisses you.
When I'm really sad, everything around me is. It's harder to appreciate the wind. My emotion takes over...and that...well that's unfortunate. that was very insightful to me. thank you. <3
Your emotions are beautiful currents, gales within you, that fill your sails with purpose. Turn your sails to the horizon and breath in the dawn. You are a wonderful writer. Ask the winds inside for what you need... when you decide.
I appreciate your kindess. And you're words, they flow so metaphorically. Like a dandelion..ya know.. when you blow it, you send out these silent little wishes into the wind. Whenever I see one floating, I wander if it's someone's wish, and hope for them with a spiritual remorse...just for the hell of it. Your words are those alike a dandelions...flowing with meaning and imagination. I've been asking the winds inside...but they're blowing so hard...And it's too loud. Waiting for it all to die down. Good or bad, I don't know. I noticed you replied to almost everything I've posted. I just want to thank you for taking the time to analyze and encourage me.
