Wild Grass


Come with me, Darling
Abandon reality for me, please
I’ve something to show you
Bite your lip, no questions allowed
Remember, Baby, it’s me
We both know you love it here
Happy you’re following and I asked
Watch my long legs tiptoe along
Nature’s pathway of wild grass
A secret hideaway found beyond
You’ll know what to do
Take over and lead
I trust you


64 thoughts on “Wild Grass

    • Thank you, Richard. I’m humbled by your admission. I’m in awe of the notion that you are on a train, in Dublin, reading my poetry, and in some small way it helps you along your way. The very best of compliments, I’d say. I find it hard not to be envious of your spot in the world today. Safe travels…


  1. I really like this poem, but it also gives me PTSD after the experience I had this morning while mowing The Great Lawn of The House on the Hill… 🙂


  2. A stepping off into many possibilities, of abandoning reality and finding out the secret hideaway… what could be a better persuasion? 🙂


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