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In its lust for life…
The grass stained itself
a deep violet…
Painting each blade with
rainbow hues…
In hopes of a moonlit
waltz…
with a group of
aloof flowers…
lurking just nearby…
The flowers possibly did not
deserve this kind of reverence…
but they cared not…
And when you think about it…
what flowers ever do?
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David L. Whitman 10/23/2012 with brush in hand….
Thoughts from the Outdoors 
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Beautiful photograph, and beautiful words to match. Thank you Thoughts from the Outdoors
And thank you Mr. Jueseppi! I’m glad you enjoyed!!!
I do enjoy your blog, calms my nerves after a day of politics. Thank you much.
I love the idea of grass being able to choose to change its colour.
I agree. Its empowering for the grass to at least try. Thank you
This line is awesome.
The grass stained itself
a deep violet…
wow!!! Bravo!!! my friend…You’ve certainly surprise me with you writings.
🙂
Thank you so much Charlie. I’m just so eager for the grass to not give up!
🙂
http://charliezero1.wordpress.com/2012/10/22/corpium-and-the-omens-who-untouched/
being a little bit hard on the flowers perhaps..:) a lovely imagination and an amazing photo!
Hahhaha. The poor flowers in such a negative light. Thank you!
but a different imagination all the same and the colors in the pic is so lovely:)
yes! just an opposite perspective…thank you so much for your wonderful insight
Wonderful David!
Thank you Cindy!
I like the bounce and whimsy of this. Sweet! ~ Lily
Thank you so much, Lilly!
les couleurs sont superbes
Thank you so much Ken!
This is absolutely awesome , the picture and the lines are absolutely marvellous,
I’m so glad you liked it, Soumya!! Thank you!