How green this lawn was
How green this lawn was
Two years back, when did I trespass
Thick green on each blade of grass
Shining in sunlight and dancing at each wind cross
Alas, there are patches in yellow
So many that the land piece looks fallow
Paining and placing me in sorrow
How I wished the entire scene changes tomorrow
I asked the trim and erect watchman
Keeping vigilant near a portico van
What happened to this graceful lawn
So well kept extending greenly greetings each dawn
Was it because the soil turned hostile
Or it because the ants established their domicile
Or it because of the chemicals those weed sterile
Tell when soon the lawn will get back its soothing smile
Oh, sir, are you in this world, ever on galloping
Economically marching ahead and developing
Where is time for any one to attend to this soil topping
We are on the progress mode nothing be stopping
We know what are our gainful spending
And where should we stop depending
And which are going to keep revenue sending
There is no end to this economical expanding
In this great economic value addition
Everything is in cash denomination
No longer loyalty, love or passion
All aim towards cost-to-the-company reduction
Growing trees is no longer a feat
Nature care has to take a back seat
We are preparing for those days ahead so sweet
When this lawn will not be of grass, but of currency sheet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Be with your people
Grass is a weed among corns.
They themselves, it is a lawn.
Grass! Be in the lawn.
In the field, you’re a weed
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Dawn Dance
What do you think I saw to-day when I arose at dawn?
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn!
Bobbing here, and bowing there, gossiping away,
And how I wished that you were there to see the merry play!
But you were snug abed, my boy, blankets to your chin,
Nor dreamed of dancing birds without or sunbeams dancing in.
Grey Thrush, he piped the tune for them. I peeped out through the glass
Between the window curtains, and I saw them on the grass -
Merry little fairy folk, dancing up and down,
Blue bonnet, yellow skirt, cloaks of grey and brown,
Underneath the wattle-tree, silver in the dawn,
Blue Wrens and Yellow-tails dancing on the lawn.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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On Her Way To Afternoon
The morn' arrived barefoot
With words of the Dawn upon her breath
Sunrise clinged tight with its fingers
And the green grass prepared for the dews death;
Waves of many barefoot clouds were above us
Her words shined as jewels from her mouth
Sunrise broke open the shores of this beautiful day
And the green lawn became queen of the South;
In the air there were many a barefoot dragonfly
As her words became more fluid and then
Sunrise called to the mid of day
And the green lawn asked afternoon to begin;
The Essence
October 1,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Gator On The Lawn
Well I run through the kitchen looked in the paper
Said, oh God almighty, mama, there it says a gator, come on, come on
Every other day I got a gator on my lawn
Well you dropped your groceries in the kitchen sink
Went to work and made the bathroom stink, come on, come on
Every other day I got a gator on my lawn
Get with it mike!
Well I jumped out of bed run across the street
Asked my neighbor said, wheres my meat?
I had a red raw steak cant find it anywhere
He looked at me and said, what the hell do I care? come on
Every other day I got a gator on my lawn
Yeah I run in the kitchen looked in the paper
Said, oh God almighty, mama, there it says a gator, come on, come on
Every other day I got a gator on my lawn
Well every other day I got a gator on my lawn
Every other day I got a gator on my lawn
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Snake In The Grass
Mr. Rao was sitting in his front lawn
He looked dull and worried
'I haven't mowed for a month'
He said looking at the wild growth
The lawn with its grass blades
Some tall, some short looked to me
Beautiful in its randomness
'There is some odd grace
Even in indiscipline' I remarked
'There is a method in their madness'
I laughed and winked at him
He stared one long minute
At his beloved lawn and said
'Ever heard the idiom'
'….Snake in the grass! It was said
About the lurking dangers inside
Such unruly growth! Thanks
To the indolent masters'
He further cautioned, 'Walk over that ridge
Alongside the compound wall
And reach the verandah. God Knows!
Some serpent might have got alert
With our idiomatic talk,
I mean idiotic talk'
This time he laughed loudly
Starting towards him, I stopped suddenly
And turned back stating, 'I just remembered
I have to go to my office, I left a lot
To be mowed there. For too long
Indolent I have been'
poem by Sathya Narayana
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The Dumb Soldier
When the grass was closely mown,
Walking on the lawn alone,
In the turf a hole I found
And hid a soldier underground.
Spring and daisies came apace;
Grasses hid my hiding-place;
Grasses run like a green sea
O'er the lawn up to my knee.
Under grass alone he lies,
Looking up with leaden eyes,
Scarlet coat and pointed gun,
To the stars and to the sun.
When the grass is ripe like grain,
When the scythe is stoned again,
When the lawn is shaven clear,
Then my hole shall reappear.
I shall find him, never fear,
I shall find my grenadier;
But, for all that's gone and come,
I shall find my soldier dumb.
He has lived, a little thing,
In the grassy woods of spring;
Done, if he could tell me true,
Just as I should like to do.
He has seen the starry hours
And the springing of the flowers;
And the fairy things that pass
In the forests of the grass.
In the silence he has heard
Talking bee and ladybird,
And the butterfly has flown
O'er him as he lay alone.
Not a word will he disclose,
Not a word of all he knows.
I must lay him on the shelf,
And make up the tale myself.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Cartwheels
Oh mama wed sail away
Doing cartwheels on the front lawn everyday
And youd sing here comes the sun
Then wed dance together
I thought it would last forever
I see my life fly on by
Like a soldier in the rain
With a shining road ahead of me
For once in my life I wanna be happy
Stop running from my memories
Being on the road sets me free but sometimes
I want to come back home
I want to hear your voice say to me
Be yourself cause thats all that matters baby
Oh mama youd carry me away
On the rooftops and in the high trees
Thats where I used to dream
Id close my eyes and hear you sing
blackbird in the dead of night
I see your life fly on by
Mama dont you be afraid
Look at all the love that you have made
Oh mama you want us to forgive you
But you did nothing wrong
You followed your road for so long that sometimes
You want to come back home
You want it all to be the way it was
Shaynamaidala doing cartwheels on the lawn
All the planes are out tonight
I see them flying lighting up the sky
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Lights Out
You were a million miles behind
And I was crying every time Id leave you
Then I didnt want to see you
I still keep my watch two hours behind
Someone turned the lights out there in memphis
Thats where my familys buried and gone
Last time I was there I noticed a space left
Next to them there in memphis
In the damn back lawn
I didnt know that I was in the crowd
And the fresh cut grass stopped growing
Everything on my shelf has fallen
I still keep my watch two hours behind
Someone turned the lights out there in memphis
Thats where my familys buried and gone
Last time I was there I noticed a space left
Next to them there in memphis
In the damn back lawn
Was that bridge I was crossing
Somewhere I stopped walking
I guess I fell off on my own
I heard all the roads they lead to memphis
Except for the one Im stumbling down
And Ill be damned if I ever get this little son of a bitch from memphis
Well its all there I guess
And I havent forgot
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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The Grass Is Greener
The grass is greener so they say.
We venture to another lawn.
We still don't water and care for that grass.
That grass will be gone.
We focus on what we do not have.
Rather than what we do.
A crazy cycle of wanting more.
A jaded point of view.
Keeping up with the Joneses
A mad and thankless place.
Never stopping to smell the roses.
Running an endless race.
Life passes you by, then it's taken from you.
By a thief walking in the night.
Our wants they steal from all our needs.
Your life's a script you can't rewrite.
So value all it is that you have.
For you truly have been blessed.
Live a life that's full and abundant.
Live a life that is your best.
Grass is greener where it's watered.
With much love and with much care.
If home is where your heart is.
Put your love and your time there.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The Nightingale Near The House
Here is the soundless cypress on the lawn:
It listens, listens. Taller trees beyond
Listen. The moon at the unruffled pond
Stares. And you sing, you sing.
That star-enchanted song falls through the air
From lawn to lawn down terraces of sound,
Darts in white arrows on the shadowed ground;
And all the night you sing.
My dreams are flowers to which you are a bee
As all night long I listen, and my brain
Receives your song, then loses it again
In moonlight on the lawn.
Now is your voice a marble high and white,
Then like a mist on fields of paradise,
Now is a raging fire, then is like ice,
Then breaks, and it is dawn.
poem by Harold Monro
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Vanity
A wan sky greener than the lawn,
A wan lawn paler than the sky.
She gave a flower into my hand,
And all the hours of eve went by.
Who knows what round the corner waits
To smite? If shipwreck, snare, or slur
Shall leave me with a head to lift,
Worthy of him that spoke with her.
A wan sky greener than the lawn,
A wan lawn paler than the sky.
She gave a flower into my hand,
And all the days of life went by.
Live ill or well, this thing is mine,
From all I guard it, ill or well.
One tawdry, tattered, faded flower
To show the jealous kings in hell.
poem by G.K. Chesterton from The Wild Knight and Other Poems (1900)
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Fallen Chocobo
In the wind of the grassland,
where green grass grows tall
above your head
Sighing waves of flashing green
comfort one another
across the sun strewn lawn
Gritty details, dust and blood
carry as a scent on the wind
the cry, we'ih-ooh.
Oh the Chocobo has fallen,
the pink and the yellow
or the wily black male
A wolf of red hair and fiery tail
growls over the corpse
and eats around feathers
poem by Poet Dragon
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Green Eyes
got green eyes
as green as grass
on mama's lawn
got green eyes
over greener pastures
on the other fence
got green eyes
baby over your green eyes
when i stay
and you leave me
when you tell me
it is over
got green eyes
as green as
broccoli & lettuce
for my salad
that i serve
and share with my
newly found lover
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gimme Some
Loving is the thing I crave
For your love I'd be your slave
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
Don't be bashful, come over here
Whisper some sweet words in my ear
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some
Come on over here and fill my cup
Love me so hard I can't stand up
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love you?
Gimme some
Just a closer walk would be
Doo wah diddy daddy one two three
Gimme some
Gimme some
You know I have to have it
Gimme some
I know that you wanna do what's right
Just come on and love me all night
And gimme some
I tell ya, I want some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
I like cornbread nice and yellow
So I want you to be my fellow
Gimme some
Gimme some
Don't you know I love you?
Gimme some
One of these mornings, just about dawn
You'll be working on my lawn
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Gimme some
I declare to my main
You gonna drive me stone insane
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't wait eight days
Gimme some
I like fried chicken, you know it's true
But there's no sweeter meat in the world than you
I want some day to be your wife
So you can thrill me the rest of your life
So stop stalling
Finish your drink and let's get falling
Gimme some
Gimme some
I can't stand it no longer
Why don't you gimme some?
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Dewdrops
Early in the morning,
While the dew is on the
lawn,
The warm glo of the
summer,
Suddenly, the dew is
gone.
Later in the evening,
Just before the break
of dawn,
Dewdrops begin to gather,
Another dewdropp on the
lawn.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Wisp Of Mist
Was that a wisp of mist I saw, swirling across the lawn,
Drifting through the shrubbery, this early November’s dawn.
Frost had gathered on the grass, making it all crisp and white,
And so a chilly day has shown a vision of delight.
Winter’s fingers are moving and the land begins to freeze,
Dressed in a silver blanket by nature’s great expertise.
Icy world of sparkle, a unique transformation seen,
As a wisp of mist goes swirling slowly across the green.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Bethany
In the grey mist of an English dawn,
the starling stamps and prods and probes
and generally disturbs
the lawn,
seeking to confirm
an English proverb.
Beneath the green of an English lawn,
the patient worm
catches
the bird.
In this numbing
cosmic dance,
each one gives
and takes his chance
to feel and find
in flesh and mind
the ambiguous secrets of becoming.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Close Goodbyes
behind the third ocean it was miraculously
the life alone passed without pushing
making the bed gravel footpaths with white shadow
of box trees in length cut
on their background colour umbrella
it decorated grass green
flirting with blue of water like the painted flower
with bizarre colours gathered
from the rainbow ribbon stuck in my hair
your eyes as ever carefully expected
gathering clouds on my forehead
in order in time to save it what delicate
before the approaching storm
you weren't only able in them to stop lightnings
and me when I came back up to own wings
it was behind the third ocean better
now I am here where your music of words
for me is still heard even though surges
are carrying fleeting dreams more slowly
I feel the familiar smell
when a gentle puff of wind
is caressing my body
my world is one great ocean
I am not having to search more
a lot of of them these are departures
partings and retutrnings
how I will name it when you stay there far
and I won't manage to exceed
the fourth ocean
don't only forget to trim the lawn
and heart whether will withstand
when a half stays...
poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
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Ghosts
I walk in a garden of roses,
'Twixt lawn and shaven lawn,
And I think of the wild free spaces,
And the rose of a breathless dawn.
Gentle and sweet beside me
Goes the wife that bears my name,
But I dream of a wild-eyed woman
And the sea that hides her shame.
poem by Francis Ernley Walrond
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SpringUp
T'was quite quaint you see-
The way the Sun warmed the trees-
Which had chattered endlessly-
From an unforgiving Northern freeze;
All of the warm and cozy...
Gave way to a most joyous Dawn...
Why even the Garden embraced the Sun-
And the blades of grass grew green upon the lawn;
The Tulips began to rise through the sod...
Along with the Daffodils and their Yellow blaze-
All embracing the longed for warmth...
Of the Sunshines new Spring days;
T'was quite quaint really, you see-
The way the Sun warmed the trees...
Which had chattered almost endlessly-
Throughout the Winters most unforgiving freeze;
Written for: Earth Day-April 22,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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