on a summer afternoon
i take my little allen
far to a field near the forest
of some cheerful cherry trees
where he could jump wildly
on ever-naked soil
finger the freshness of fruit
and smell the scarlet of nature
letting the wanton wind
blow hard and straight
through his limbs and senses
long numbed in the city pen
by the heavy grey of cement
it is really fun, dad
and the cherries are so delicious
yes, but the trees are hard to grow, son
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Костров – Не трогайте жанр
- A Reply To A Pessimist poem – Alfred Austin
- Practising Anthem
- A Circular by Thomas Hardy
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ну что, Кузьма
- Autumn by Thomas Hood
- By Broad Potomac’s Shore. by Walt Whitman
- Hymn to Lucifer poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Canzone by W H Auden
- If Only
- Reproof: A Satire. by Tobias Smollett
- Михаил Кузмин – Утешение
- John Keats – John Keats Poems
- Владимир Корнилов – Вязальщица
- An Evening Walk by William Wordsworth
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