through a towering forest of wicked-green grass
playful chattering grasshoppers leapt about
in this fertile field licked by stripy sunlight
mores abandoned they are agile yet stout
all chirping and ever so grateful to be alive
living in the moment tattooed on their hide
sun-drenched field meant they could thrive
sliding about like monkeys on a wild-ride
“I had never been so close to grass before. It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattooed with tiger-skins of sunlight. It was knife-edge, dark and a wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped and chattered, and leapt through the air like monkeys” (Cider with Rosie)
dVerse, Laura, Laurie Lee – turn his prose with your alchemy into poetry
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An expressive and soul poem, embellished by words lying into the heart and lent beauty and charm. Beauty of your poetry.
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“living in the moment tattooed on their hide” – great line! I like how you rewrote LL and not least the title you gave the poem – speaks volumes. Thanks for joining in with the challenge
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This is delightful, Kate! 🙂
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Someone stole my thought on “living in the moment tattoed on their hide.” What a great line……ah to live that way!!
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lol we all should Glen,
the prose lent itself to this
so i just couldn’t resist!
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I love the imagery you’ve created, a feast.
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Truly delightful !
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This one is so so good / I can feel walking through the grass !! ❤️
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A delightful poem, from the title to Lee’s phrasing that you incorporated…well done!
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I so much love when you really get close to grass… I think you took in the piece and really bent down and felt the grass.
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Life in the grass continues. It is extremely mobile, insects hover over flowers, butterflies fly, ants bear blades, bees collect nectar.
A beautiful poem about the life of nature.
greetings
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Love this poem, SweetKate! Such a wonderful write! I giggled and grinned! I’m right there with you and the grasshoppers in the grass! 🙂
Great descriptive words, delightful theme, and fun images! Grasshoppers monkeying around! 😉 😛 Human-beans grasshopping and monekying around! Nothing fun-ner! 😉
HUGS!!! 🙂
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I m totally enjoying these dVerse prompts, they are varied and stimulating, I so enjoy writing to them … may even do another 🙂
when I stop monkeying about …
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Evocative poem, Kate. Your writing transcends reality to carry me to late summer, where the lengthening evening sunlight dapples a field, contentedly sleepy after a season of exuberance.
Or maybe I’m just having a stroke.
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Absolutely gorgeous
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To be those grasshoppers is to live fully in that sun-drenched field.
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Well written Kate, and a great homage to Lee!
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Great poem..Grasshoppers are such fun to watch. 😉
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I am fond of some bugs, tolerant of most and really dislike others.
But all have the right to live and play 🙂
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well said oh wise one!
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