March 22, 2009

Blades of Grass

I know
every blade of grass
too well. I
remember the rickety
fence, the plants
someone left in the ground,
the hill leading down
to the lake.

10 comments:

Q said...

I like your new look! You may, however, want to change the NavBar's color to fit the black theme better.

Maya Ganesan said...

Oops! Taken care of. Thanks!

Erin said...

Really like it. Especially the first three lines.

Summermoon said...

Ditto Erin. It makes you wonder who this person is and why she knows this place so well.

Katie said...

Preferably, I liked the other template better.
Nice poem though!

cuileann said...

The "too well" is quite intriguing.
And the plants someone left in the ground - these things my mind catches on.

Maya Ganesan said...

Phew. That's what I was hoping. Thanks for stopping by, cuileann.

Erin and Summermoon, thanks. You too, Katie.

Beth Kephart said...

I never wrote nearly as wonderfully, Maya. I still don't!

Emily Ruth said...

love it!

Sherry said...

Maya, I so appreciate your poetry.