I try to take advantage of any activities I can find in the area that might seem fun, entertaining, or different. Sometimes they may take me out of my comfort level, but I try to make to most out of every situation. I was looking for times that the planetarium had free shows (Saturdays at 2:30 and 3:30 throughout the JMU school year) and I came across "Poet Tree Reading" where anyone is welcome to come a read an original poem about nature. I thought to myself, why not? I printed out my mountain lion dream poem and decided I would give another poem a try. Ce and I went down to the arboretum and saw the group which looked to be a few JMU professors and their creative writing class. It was a fun experience. Here is one of the poems I read:
Blades of Grass
i used to love blades of grass
trampling below my feet
as i ran around at the park.
i used to love blades of grass
pulling it up by the handful
and letting it go in the wind.
i used to love blades of grass
cushioning my back
as i somersaulted and rolled down the hills.
i used to love blades of grass
filling my nostrils
with the sweet smell when freshly cut.
i used to love blades of grass
listening to the trill
when placed between my two thumbs.
at age 9 i rolled rolled rolled
down the hill so fast
i could not see the rocks covered up by the
patches of grass.
9 stitches for the 9 year old.
grass blades cut like steel blades
leaving my legs
red and tender.
i cannot smell or see the fresh mown lawn
with my watery eyes
and my sneezing nose.
I used to love blades of grass
