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Jul 04

Poem: Under Grass

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A poem about an insect world under a patch of grass, this poem is about nature and it’s simplicity and trudging along ignorant of all things we do in this day and age.

Drops on grass

Under Grass

Under this random strip of grass

there is no pain of a modern world

just the melt of teeming nature

insects thrash and move forward

worms complete the soil cycle

nature moves on everlasting

all under these blades of grass

-Poem by Justin Germino

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