that place, where one spring
we saw a grass snake –
greenish gold
where a forest stream
curled around a meadow, laughing; fallen
trees lay rotting, not touched by anyone
so warm
and green
that place, where for the first time, I saw a grass snake –
his gold crown
all that is gone now
a twisted barbed wire fence
ensnares that place, enclosing some kind of buildings,
sheds, bulldozed ravines, mounds of gravel
and not a living soul
only a sign reads: “no trespassing”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Above the Battle’s Front by Vachel Lindsay
- Robert Burns: The Cooper O’ Cuddy:
- Ольга Берггольц – В доме Павлова
- The Rear-Guard by Siegfried Sassoon
- tomorrow is already past… by Steve Troyanovich
- SOVEREIGNTY by Satish Verma
- Evening wind by Yosa Buson
- Dulce Et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen
- The Merciful Hand by Vachel Lindsay
- Яков Полонский – На пути
- Industrial Lace poem – Alice Fulton poems | Poetry Monster
- Conviction (i) by Stevie Smith
- Words Of Advice by Ronald G. Auguste
- A Fairy Tale poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Moon, I hear you are moving away by Raj Arumugam
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