I know where the grass creeps along
listen and hear every sound as it sucks up moisture from the wet earth
away from the emerald grass and soft clay, animals and plants move
listen and hear the calling of birds that swing on spindly twigs
listen and hear the sighing of trees that bend their branches high above
listen and hear the beating of wings as butterflies soar over flowery fields
listen and hear the rubbing of legs as ladybugs sleep on a bed of dandelion
grass crawls silently in the middle of all the whizzing and shrill noises
noises, wonderful noises, and never-ending noises
that fill up the leafy, golden cup of a meadow on an early spring day
grass creeps along the ground, and I listen to every sound.
cat’s blue eyes stare into mine
tongue is as rough as salt-water
voice as soft as feathery down
fur as white as melted cream
tail as twisting as a sleeper’s dream
dear cat, where do you go tonight?
your blue eyes, you could conquer sadness
the one who looks at you, joy arises
your tongue, you could conquer madness
the one who talks to you, anger vanishes
your tail, you could conquer lameness
the one who touches you, strength is given
cat, will you take me where you go tonight?
your fur brush against darkness?
tree branch masks your head
will your cries pierce the inky blackness?
hope to rise when once thought dead?
clever feline, tonight is yours and mine
me with you where you go, and I will have much to show.
Short Story: (In the form of a poem)
million stars zoom off towards the planets, but my story has only just begun
million bright and brilliant rainbows, all except for one
littlest star was oh so far from all its larger companions
as it would, the littlest star could not follow behind them
littlest star could see the blue marble of Neptune as it skidded past
littlest star could almost feel the stinging gases of Venus as it raced on
try as it would, the littlest star could not make out a clear path
all the neon purples, oranges, and reds, the littlest star felt dread
littlest star could hear the rusting of copper-red Mars as it whizzed away
littlest star could see the wide rings of Saturn as it moved on
try as it would, the littlest star was hopelessly lost in orbit
among all the airy, free, and disorienting spaces
littlest star could almost smell the salt-water of Earth as it flew aside
littlest star could see the flaming sunsets of Mercury as it carried on
try as it would, the littlest star, in the middle of awesome sights, was in
littlest star almost didn’t care where it went or traveled
littlest star was almost jolted by the cockeyed turning of Uranus as it brushed
littlest star ignored Jupiter’s rush and flow, a constant eruption of volcano
after all that it had tried, the littlest star sat and cried
didn’t care who saw its tears or what would happen in this land of fears
a colossal explosion filled the place and painted everything in a cosmic dye
littlest star got up from where it sat and stared up in awe at the sight
still, small voice, one of choice beauty, asked, “Little star, why were
little star looked up and said, “I am lost and don’t know where to go.”
beautiful voice said, “Little star, I will guide you if you are willing.”
littlest star sent out a bright beam as it hoped for the fulfillment of a dream
beautiful voice took the star to a patch of dark sky
littlest star looked around and said, “I cannot do much here.”
beautiful voice said, “Wait and see. Although you are small,
will do great things for me.” The littlest star settled in place.
its sense of smallness faded away with the dawn of each new day.
the littlest star’s sadness finally took flight as it illuminated the beauty of
little girl, not a while later, saw the star and took heart. She knew that she
was just as special in the eyes of the Creator who gave the world its first
That’s the end! Please, let me know what you think in the comment section! Blessings to you all! Love you!